young and stupid [sequel to bad boy next door]

Chapter Four

~Sierra Sparks~

"Sierra!” I hear someone say from behind my hotel room door. I raise an eyebrow, getting up from my bed. I head over to it, opening my door to reveal a very drunk Austin. He has a bottle of whiskey in his hand. He looks like a mess.
 
“Austin…” I say softly as I look at him. He stumbles in, drunkenly. I just let him. I’m so ashamed of him right now. I want to help Austin, I do, but I can’t. He did something I hated. My dad was an alcoholic before and stopped when he turned to God. That is why my dad is so religious.
 
I text Alex quickly, telling him to come pick up Austin and nurture him. It isn’t my job right now. I was waiting all day for him to come back and here he is drunk. And here I am feeling ashamed to be called his girl. Perks of dating him I guess…
 
It’s not that I can’t handle him. I can. I just don’t want to for once.
 
Austin drinks more of the whiskey. He told me he hated the taste of alcohol. Wow. He obviously doesn’t right now. Or he lied. That just makes me feel great.
 
My door is still open and in came Alex, Robert, Zach, and Tyler. I sit on my bed, frowning sadly. I shoot them a sad wave as they go to Austin. Tyler takes the whiskey from him. Robert takes Austin’s right arm. Tyler takes his left. They are going to help him walk out.
 
Alex goes to me though. He crouches down so he’s under me. I look down at him sadly.
 
“He isn’t usually like this Sierra…” Alex is basically apologizes for him. No wonder why they are best friends. They have each other’s back. I wish I had a girl best friend… But I don’t. My best friend is Alex Constancio. I talk to him the most besides Austin.
 
Weird how we hated each other in the beginning.
 
“Don’t apologize for him, Alex. Please don’t. I don’t want that from you,” I voice as I look down at him. He lets out a sigh, nodding his head at me. He soon stands up, and I let my eyes follow him. Alex is pretty attractive to be honest. Most girls at our school wanted either him or Austin, but neither date. Maybe Alex will find a girl. I hop he does.
 
“He’ll forget by morning, you know,” Alex says as the boys help him out and to one of their rooms.
 
“Yeah, I know…” I say, shaking my head. I am exhausted after today. Austin mentally and physically drained me. That’s not what a boyfriend is suppose to do. Why did he have to go and get drunk? Why today? Why?

"Get some rest, Sierra," Alex says with a sigh as the boys carry Austin out of my room. I couldn't look at him the same anymore. Right now he's just some drunk mess, not my boyfriend, Austin. This isn't Austin.

I nod my head weakly before Alex makes his way out with the boys. I sit on the bed, silently. I hear the door close and immediately break down because of what I just saw. That couldn't have been Austin. I won't accept that. Austin wouldn't do that.

Do I not even know my own boyfriend?

***

I wake up to someone shaking me softly. I can hear a mumbled voice which gets clearer as I wake up. My eyes open to see Alex.

"Hey sleeping beauty. Austin wants to talk to you," Alex voices. How did he get in? Austin probably gave him the room key.

"Tell me I'm still asleep. I don't want to talk to him, Alex..." I say as I look at Alex. He lets out a sigh, but nods his head.

"He's sick right now. He wanted to apologize..." Alex says, but I just turn on my side ignoring him.
 
Alex sighs once again, pulling the covers up more to me. He leans down and presses a soft kiss to my forehead. He's like a big brother to me. He doesn't mean more to that small peck and I don't see him more then just a big brother. I know he likes a girl too and he'd NEVER go for Austin's girl.

Alex soon leaves my room, and I just shut my eyes. I had a massive headache. I was constantly worrying about Austin. It is always Austin, Austin, Austin. Never about me. It's always about him. Maybe I just need someone to care for me. I don't need to constantly care for someone else.

Recently Austin hasn't seemed to care about me. Sometimes I need to be cared for. I'm not some strong girl. It seems like I'm always caring for him.

I remember when we weren't even together yet he was always still caring for me. He would always have my back. Through thick and thin. And now look.

Maybe this was just all a bad idea.