The Blizzard Competition
I couldn't help but cry even more when I was pulled into the group hug. The fact that everyone knows about the abuse is a bit overwhelming. The hug lasted for a few minutes and when we pulled away, everyone was looking at me. I noticed Rydel crying, as well as Trish. I hated seeing other people cry, especially my friends.
"Why didn't you ever tell us?" Riker asked, breaking the silence. His voice was full of concern and he wasn't angry at the fact that I never told them about Eric.
"I didn't want you guys to worry about me, like you're doing now." I explained quietly. "All I want to do is forget about Eric and the abuse, but I can't." I don't think anyone knows what to say because the room falls silent once again. "Look, can we just forget about all this right now? I can't deal with this at the moment." I don't let anyone answer, I just walk out of the room and hurry downstairs.
When I got downstairs, I saw Austin sitting on the couch with his head in his hands. "You okay, Austin?" I asked. He jumped, so I'm guessing I startled him. I walked over to him and sat down next to him.
"I should be asking you that." He said softly. I shrugged and leaned my head on his shoulder.
"I'm sorry you had to tell them everything." I apologized. I lifted my head off his shoulder and looked at him. He furrowed his eyebrows in confusion.
"Als, I'd rather tell them then have you tell them." I smiled weakly and he did the same. I stood up and walked into the kitchen. "What are you doing?" Austin asked me, walking behind me.
"I'm in the mood for pancakes." I opened up the fridge and grabbed the eggs, flour and milk. "Want to help me make them?" I asked. He beamed and nodded. "Alright, grab the sugar and chocolate chips." I told him. He did as told and gave me the ingredients.
As I was mixing the ingredients in a bowl, Austin took some flour and put it on my head. I glared at him and he just started hysterically laughing. I decided to retaliate. I grabbed some flour and threw it as his face.
"Oh, it's on, Dawson!" He shouted. He grabbed a handful of flour and flung it right at me. Let's just say my face was completely white now.
"You're so dead, Moon!" He dashed towards the living room and I quickly ran after him. We were running around the living room like children, but I didn't care. I was actually having fun.
I noticed a sock on the floor, but Austin didn't notice and one thing led to another, and he was on his butt. I clutched my stomach as I started laughing uncontrollably.
"Als, it's not that funny." Austin whined. That just made me laugh more.
"H-how's y-your b-butt?" I asked, still laughing. He got off the floor and rubbed it.
"Let's just say there's gonna be a bruise." He muttered.
I wiped away the tears that formed from my laughter as it died down. "So uh, shall we finish those pancakes?" I asked, slightly giggling. He playfully glared at me, but nodded.
