Anger Issues

101

Austin

Halfway through the drive to school, and still neither of us were speaking. I didn't know what to say. I was mad about yesterday, but not because she ran out on me. Because she didn't tell me what happened.

She didn't tell me if it was me, or her, or whatever the fuck made her freak out like that. I came to the conclusion that she's afraid because.. of what happened last time, but still. I deserved an explanation.

"I'm sorry," she finally spoke, pulling me out of my thoughts.

"What happened?" I bluntly asked.

"I just.. Austin," she sighed. "What do you want me to think, Jess? I didn't force you to do anything, I was a-" "It wasn't you, Austin, you didn't do anything," she cut me off.

"Then why did you run off like that? I was fucking scared for a good hour after you left, because I thought I did something," I ranted.

"Well you were wrong," she said. "Then tell me what happened," I sighed, pulling into the parking lot.

From the corner of my eye, I saw her look at me.

"Just.. find me later," she opened the door. "Jess!" I called, but she shut the door and walked away.

I didn't know what she wanted me to do, but I knew that I wasn't gonna go out of my way to find her when we could easily talk at any given moment.

So, I didn't.

Lunchtime

"Why are you ignoring me?" Jess appeared by my side as I walked. "I'm not," I shrugged. "I just haven't talked to you since this morning."

"Because you're ignoring me.." she quietly said. "No, I know fairly well what it's like to be ignored, this isn't it," I shook my head, glancing at her.

She rolled her eyes, before taking a breath.

I continued walking towards the lunchroom, only for her to grab my arm and pull me back.

"What are you doing?" She asked. "Jess, I'm always the one that has to figure shit out. It's always on me," I whispered, already feeling myself grow heated.

"Then come talk to me," she furrowed her eyebrows, her eyes not leaving mine.

I closed my eyes, running my fingers through my hair.

"Fine, okay," I sighed, leaning against the wall. "Not here," she spoke as if I was a dumbass.

In her defense, we weren't alone, and this wasn't the type of conversation to.. yeah.

The first place that came to mind for me, was the staircase that nobody used, so I took the advantage and walked there, making sure she was following me.

Once we were there, I turned around, only to see her eyes already tearing.

"Why are you crying?" I asked, dropping my hands to the side.

"Austin, I thought I was ready, I wanted to do it, but I could not stop thinking about what happened last time," she explained, fighting back the tears.

Yeah, I figured, is what I wanted to say, but I couldn't be insensitive.

I honestly didn't even know what to say, either.

"What am I supposed to do?" I asked. "What do you mean?" She asked.

"What do you want me to do, Jess? How am I supposed to fix this?"

"You're not, I didn't ask you to do anything. You asked what happened and that was my answer," she said.

I stayed quiet, not knowing what else to do.

"Okay then," I nodded. I attempted to walk back out to the hall, but Jess stopped me.

"Wait," she said. "Are you mad because I didn't tell you what happened, or because I ran out on you?"

In an odd way, I took offense to her question.

"Because you didn't tell me," I said, trying again to walk past her.

"No, Austin please, I'm sorry," she pulled me back, catching me off guard when she wrapped her arms around my body.

As instinct, I hugged her back. She was vulnerable, and I didn't want to make her feel worse, but I was over this.

"Let go, Jess," I said after a few seconds.

She looked up at me, tears still welling in her eyes.

"Please don't be mad at me," she said, with the most innocent look on her face.

"I'm not mad, Jess. I'm pissed off that every time something happens between us, I always end up feeling bad even when I didn't do anything," I quickly ranted, running my hand through my hair.

"I'm- is that my fault?" She asked in a defensive tone. "No," I shook my head. "Then why do you-"

"Because I love you, Jess. And you're always so vulnerable and fragile that when we get into arguments, or you're upset in general, I feel like it's my responsibility to make you feel better, and I don't always know how to do that."

"I tell you when I'm upset because I can trust you and you naturally make me feel better, not because I expect you to make me feel better," she explained.

"Regardless," I shook my head, looking at the wall. "I-" "Okay, I'm sorry, Aus. I'm sorry," she held my face, making me look at her.

"I'll see you later," I slipped out of her grip, not giving her another chance to stop me.

"Austin!"

A/N: who's side are y'all on?

Guys my issue with this book & Our Love is that Wattpad only allows 200 chapters per book and I don't think that's enough (which may sound draining but I have great ideas), and I think I'm gonna have to make a whole other "part two" or "continued" version to finish these stories which is so much work lol