Is This Seat Taken?

Chapter 19

I came out of the elevator with tears dripping down my face. Nothing I did seemed to be right anymore. It felt like any choice I made was the wrong one and I just wanted things to be simple again.

I walked over to my door and started to open it when I collapsed. I sobbed thinking about how one little event from the past was ruling my life. How it kept me up at night. How I didn't even go to the party and yet I live the consequences that my ex-boyfriend made for me. How my life would ever be normal again.

I heard a door open, and a deep sigh. "He found out," he started and waited for me to confirm or deny, "But not from you?"

I tried to answer, I would've if I could've, but all that came out were more sobs.

I just wanted him to leave. I understood his intentions were good but at the moment I wanted nothing more than to be alone to have the chance to think everything through.

Obviously he doesn't read minds because I felt his arms wrap around me and pick me up.

He took me into my room and gently laid me on the bed.

I pulled the blanket over me and stared at the cream walls. My crying had stopped and now I just began to replay the events in my head trying to find a place where I went wrong.

I was still trying to pin point a moment I went wrong when I felt Austin's hand graze the blanket covering my feet. I drew my attention away from the wall and watched Austin who surprisingly wasn't looking at me. Instead he was looking towards the direction of the door. I could hear the chatter of our classmates outside which made me wonder if he was only doing this for show, but when he got up from the edge of the bed and closed the door, I began to question all that I thought I once knew.