Country romance now completed

Chapter 23 p3

"When did you do this?" I lingered in the doorway, knowing the girl he had done this for did not deserve it in the slightest.

"I just, i was waiting for a good time to," he stopped dead his words falling out of his mouth not understanding why he had stopped talking.

"Wats wrong?" I cautiously stepped in, the atmosphere pulling out all my heart strings. Austin had put hours into this, working hours upon hours to build this barn up again for my father and me, it was as though we had stepped back in time, back into the old photos of me and my mother and my father all sitting around together as a family.

Freshly painted wood, hay that smelled as though it had just been brought in, however the thing that caught my mind the most was a spot in the corner. There seated on a stool next to a box of old cds was a huge box, I hadn't even noticed it was playing the winner takes it all.

"You are definitely one of a kind,"  I finished the rest of that sentence in my head, turning around for the first time, not to meet Austin's eyes, but the eyes of my boyfriend.

"Brady," it came out as more of a question then a statement, my arms falling limp at my sides, as though I had went immobile.

" Beautiful, how are you," it was crazy how a single action can take a person back in time, a look can transport you into a different day, or even sometimes it feels like a whole Nother lifetime.

"I've, um, missed you." Meaningless words spilled out of my mouth, it seamed as though I was playing the part of a girl, maybe in a movie, her name was Brianna, she had a boyfriend, but she had left him.

"What is this old dump?" He questioned, I caught Austin's eye from behind Brady, he said nothing, examining me with those calculating eyes. Deciding not to respond to his question, I placed myself in one of the wooden chairs, scrubbing a hand through my tangled hair.

"It's nothing really," I stated, my eyes not meeting his, I swiftly brushed past him, slipping past Austin who stood cautiously in the doorway, his orbs trained on me. I couldn't stand just being there looking at his stupid face.

How could he just come here and act like nothing had happen, thinking I would just waltz back into my old life. I wasn't the same person who had sat in that airport months ago, that wasn't me.

"Want to go somewhere and catch up," I mumbled, the reality of this crazy summer caving in, with nothing to hold it back.

If there was something between us, it was tension, the pressure between two opposite sides of a Marinette, however, something else lived in this tension, I couldn't seam to grasp onto it. It wasn't regret, it was shame, and a bit of curiosity.

Shame rose over all feelings. How could I have been so easily walked down the dark path, a road that would bring me no fulfillment. I was a mindless meaningless pawn in the life of this person who had controlled me like one of his bad secessions. Steering me straight into danger.

I was only facing the aftermath now.

"I said I'm surprised that idiot is still there." Brady's irritating voice jumped me back to the present. I lifted my gaze to meet his dark dead orbs. Who was he calling an idiot, I sure hope it isn't me, because I might just punch him.

Oh but who are you kidding Brianna, you are an idiot

He's calling Austin an idiot.

How dare he

He's gonna pay.

Austin just snorted from where he stood out in the farm. He wasn't looking at Brady, nope, his eyes were set on me.