Possessive Over A Bitch (NOT EDITED)

Chapter 27: Love and Trust

I could feel Austin's fingers running through my hair.

"I think I'm drunk enough to hear this," he told me.

"Why do you need to be drunk," I asked him, "I'm the one who needs to be drunk to get it out."

"I think I know what you're going to say and my poor heart wouldn't be about to handle it," he said with a sad smile.

I tried to lift my head from his lap but he pushed my head back, "don't feel awkward."

"I'm not, I'm trying not to make you feel awkward," I said and he shook his head.

"I'm not, keep talking."

"I need more alcohol..." I quickly sat up and grabbed half filled can and chugged it down. I couldn't remember if it was my drink or Austin's.

"What is love?" I asked him.

"Here we go," he said.

"How do you know you love someone?" I asked him and he looked at me like I had three heads.

"You just do," he said before continuing to mumble something along the line of, "I'm hating being your best friend right now."

"I'm asking because I almost thought I loved Hunter... I'm talking love! Love!!" I was almost shouting.

"Maybe you do," he simply let out as if it's no big deal, yet his voice became deep.

"I'm scared to..." I said.

I don't know what this feeling was but whatever it was, it made me feel scared. Scared of being hurt. Scared of being in my mom's position. I don't want that to happen again, not to me, my mom, my brother or anyone, really. When I saw my mom being hurt everyday for falling in love with an asshole like Daniel, I thought I'd never love anyone.

"What if he's just like Daniel? Mom said Daniel acted like he loved her like no one else would, that's why she trusted him and married him. Mom only dealt with him because she loved him and didn't want to give up on him. What if that happens again? Am I just being paranoid?" I said everything that was bothering me without a hesitation because Austin already knew about this situation as I told him everything when we first became friends.

"Hunter is not that kind of person. I can tell you that much from how long I've known him. Honestly, he's also seen some shit in his life, he is not those rich stuck up assholes who don't know what struggles are. At one point he worked three jobs during summer break to help out in the house. He partially raised his brother because his parents work all the time. He's more responsible that he seems. He just doesn't like to show others what goes on in his life, I'm sure he hasn't told you anything yet. He doesn't open up easily especially to those who he wants to impress," Austin sat with his feet on the edge of the coffee table and thought about every little details he knew about his friend, "How about this, if you trust me, you can trust him."

He looked at me for answer and without even thinking twice I said, "of course I trust you."

"Then trust him. That's how much I know him. I just can't put it in words for you," he smiled, "but, I mean, he's not better than me you know? Like he's great but I'm freaking amazing."

"You are freaking amazing," I smiled at him and he grinned, "a freaking amazing best friend."

"Honestly, fuck you. There are many more fishies in the sea," he finally said, frustrated. I couldn't help but laugh.

"Fishies?" I asked him, unable to hold in the laughter.

"Yes, fishies" he laughed with me.