What's Wrong With Us? {Cashby}

34| Cuddle The Pain Away

This chapter sucks, kinda like me, but it'll have to do. I didn't really know where it go with it and this was the outcome. Things will pick back up in a couple chapters but I've gotta get it to that point. One more hurdle and then where almost home guys. So enjoy this very bad chapter and I'll see you in the next one 💞

Also over break instead of working on the four ongoing stories I have I started a new one! It's a Frerard and it's called Remember Me and here's a quick description!

Remember Me:
Gerard is stuck all alone. Literally. He exists in the same boring town completely vacant of anyone besides himself, that is until a certain someone comes along and changes everything.

I suck at descriptions but there ya go lol.

Alan's POV

I stretched and groaned as my limbs screamed out in pain from the movements. Everything was stiff and achy. I rolled around in the unfamiliar bed and tried to situate myself in a more comfortable position. The effort was for nothing as I just groaned in pain. There was no way I was going to go back to sleep anytime soon, without painkillers anyway, so I carefully sat up in the bed. I waited a few minutes to see if I heard anyone downstairs and when I didn't I let out a small sigh of relief. I didn't really want to have a awkward conversation with Vic's parents about why I was here.

I pulled my phone out of my pocket and to find that I had numerous messages and missed calls from Austin. I felt a smile forming on my lips as I thought of him and how much he actually did seem to care. I shot him a quick text asking if he could pick me up at Vic. He replied almost instantly saying he'd be over in about thirty minutes. I smiled and locked my phone before putting it back in my pocket. I took a moment to just breath in and out slowly. The last 24 hours had been a lot and as much as I craved to be around those I loved, these few minutes alone were nice.

It gave me time to lightly think about what had happened. There was no way I wanted to dig everything up right now though. I didn't want to cry again, at least not for a little bit. I just wanted to reflect. To go over the paraphrased version before reading the fine print. Dad read a text message he shouldn't have. Dad hit me. I wound up at Vic's. Simple. Not really but I could tell myself that for the time being. I knew it wasn't good to push these things aside but right now I just wanted these few minutes to myself. So I cleared my mind, as best as I could, and just breathed in and out.

Just like Austin said, about thirty minutes later I heard the sound of tires on gravel and a light knock on the door. I could hear Vic and Austin's voices drifting up the stairs and it made me smile, even though I knew Vic was giving him a condensed version of what happened. I heard the staircase creak and then the door frame before a pair of arms were engulfing me in a hug. I hugged Austin's tall frame tightly. I felt him kiss the top of my head and then he pulled back, brushing my hair out of my face.

"Hey Baby."
"Hi Austin." I smiled. He gave me a once over and sighed before taking his hands in mine.
"What happened?"
"I'll tell you later. Could we just go hang at your place?"
"Sure. Anything you want. Come on." He stood up and I followed his lead, hissing as I took a step. He looked back at me with a frown but I shook my head and gave his hand a squeeze, telling him everything would be okay.

Vic was leaning against the doorframe watching us and I was quick to give him a tight hug.
"Thanks Vic." I whispered and he chuckled.
"Don't mention it. Call me later and let me know how you're doing okay?" I nodded and took Austin's hand. He pulled me from the room and down the hall. I stopped at the top of the stairs and groaned. This was going to be a pain, unless..
"Austin?" He hummed and turned back towards me. "Would you do me a favor and carry me please?" I gave him the best puppy dog eyes I could muster and he chuckled.
"Yeah yeah. Come here." He picked me up gently and pretty soon we were in his car and on the way to his house. When we got there we went straight up to his room and I was quick to lay on his bed.

Austin looked down at me a few moments before running a hand through his hair.
"Alan will you please tell me why you've got a cut on your head and why you're all bruised? I have an idea but can you tell me." He laid down on the bed beside me, using one arm to prop himself up so he could still look at me. I sighed and took his hand in mine so I could play with his fingers. I guess I had to tell him at some point.

"Last night my Dad had my phone and he saw a message from you." I saw Austin's face instantly pale. "He doesn't know it was specifically you though, but I did let it slip it was a he," I explained. "And well he wasn't too happy." I muttered. I saw Austin tense.
"What all did he do?"
"I'm not entirely sure," I said. "I know he hit and kicked me, pushed me to the floor, I blacked out." I shrugged.
"He's an asshole. You don't deserve that." He paused. "It's my fault too."

My eyes widened and I looked at Austin as if he had lost his mind.
"How in the world is it your fault?" I said incredulously.
"I was the one who texted an-"
"Stop right there." I said and sat up so I could look him straight in the eye. "Listen Austin none of this was your fault. None of it. Understand that. It's not you're fault my Dad is an asshat okay?"
"Still I-" I stopped him from saying anything else by placing a kiss on his slightly chapped lips.
"No. You're perfect and you can't help what he does. Now let's not dwell on that I came here so you could cuddle the pain away." Austin chuckled at me again and placed a soft kiss on my lips before wrapping his arms around me tightly. I snuggled deeper into his side and closed my eyes. This was exactly where I wanted to be.