Alone Together. [An OM&M FanFic]

Chapter 41: Inception

((WITHOUT DRAGGING THIS OUT ANYMORE, I HAVE A LITTLE TREAT FOR YOU ALL, A WHOLE CHAPTER, THOUGH WHO EVEN KNOWS HOW LONG IT'S GOING TO BE, ALL FROM THE GLAMOROUS, BEAUTIFUL, LOVING, EASY ON THE EYES, AUSTIN CARLILE, LADIES & GENTLEMAN.. ENJOY.:D))

Austin.

"You have got to STOP looking at that thing. It's going to do more harm than good, and lately we've all noticed your heads not been in it." Phil clasped a strong hand on my shoulder, looking over and greatly dissapproving the blog I was reading online, written by, and published weekly by, Hannah herself.

It was a blog I'd found while stalking down her Twitter page, making sure not to like or retweet anything, no matter how funny or great they were. I'd promised her grandma I'd stay out, that we'd ALL stay out after she'd told us about an episode Hannah had when she'd heard we tried calling again. Apparently she'd freaked and went into another deep spiral at the memory of that Douche, touching her again..

I sighed and nodded, my shoulders slumping from Phil's touch, and read the last few lines of her newest post. I've tried talking to my counselor about these things, but I don't think she actually gets it, and on here.. When I can sneak away on here to use the Internet, I feel more at home, and like, I don't know, maybe I can explain easier as I type, and to a world full of anonymous faces. See you all next week, hopefully.

I scrolled to the top and logged out of my blank faced, faulty account, shuttting down the laptop in the process. "You just noticed I haven't been here?" I snapped back, and got up from the table. "What am I suppose to do? Completely forget about her? Phil, she was our best friend, someone we traveled and did near to everything with! How can I be asked just to forget about her and stay out of her life?"

I rubbed my face roughly with my palm and groaned in frustration. Life felt totally unfair and all I wish I could do, every single day, was turn back time.

Phil sighed next to me, it felt like a gust of wind blowing in my hair. "It's not easy, nor fair by any means, but we made a promise and we have to live by it.. It's going to be better for her in the end Austin. You have to trust that Grandma Grimes knows what's best for her."

I nodded solemnly and stood, feeling a sense of numbness that I knew wasn't going to leave until I slept tonight, getting to dream of a different reality. One that involved Hannah in my life and no drama, no laving, no rape, no therapy, no weirdness. I miss the times when we first met, and her anxiety was so bad, yet I was drawn to her, no matter how self distructive she made herself seem.

"How much longer till the next venue?" I asked, walking out and towards the bunks, where I wanted another quick bliss of a dream, one with only happiness, to get me through the show.

"Maybe an hour, why? Going back to sleep?" Phil asked, his voice laced with concern and disapproval as he saw me clambor into my bunk and wrench the curtain behind me. "I'm guessing that's a yes..?"

I stuck my thumb up out the bunk and he clicked his teeth in understanding. I pulled all my limbs back in and folded myself together, putting on my phone alarm and tucking it under the pillow before I forced my eyes shut and evened my breathing. Just one dream, one that'll get me through tonight..

I could feel my heart rate slowing and I knew sleep was creeping on me, all too slowly. Please, please, PLEASE...!?!

-My Dream- Like State-

"Austin!" Her shrill voice echoed down the hallways of the very empty venue, now covered in confetti, spilt beers, and crushed debree from anything and everything all the fans had. I was sitting at the front of the stage, long legs swinging off the edge and rubbing my sweaty hair from my face.