Involved with the Bad Boy

Chapter 28

I don't know how long we'd been like that. Him holding me while rubbing my arm up and down and me leaning into him. I don't know how but I managed to relax my mind. Or maybe it was just his touch.

"Hey don't cry okay."

He said pulling away from me to wipe away my tears. I didn't even realise I was still crying.

"She'll never change will she? I've begged her so many times but she... she keeps hurting me Austin. I don't understand. How could she hate me so much? She doesn't even have any love left for me. I..."

My voice trailed off not knowing what to say. And Austin observed me quietly without saying a word. And I appreciated that. I just wanted him to listen.

"We were so happy you know. I had everything. Everything I could ever wish for. I didn't even know so much as pain and heartache because everything was just perfect for me. Until I turned thirteen. That's when everything changed."

I said wiping away a tear brutally.

"One day I just came from school and my dad told me he was leaving. That he already filed for a divorce and... I begged him not to go but he said he just lost feelings for her and he couldn't stay with someone he didn't love."

Austin let out a small gasp.

"And that's when she started drinking. She started accusing me of sleeping with elderly married man. I couldn't get it. She kept calling me names whether she was drunk or not and I never understood her. Her sudden hatred for me. I never even did anything that could lead her to call me a slut... a whore... a bitch. I think I've honestly heard those words more than anyone else in this world."

This time I just let the tears fall. I didn't even attempt to wipe them away. And I felt so much relief after I narrated my miserable life to him.

"I blame him sometimes you know."

I added.

"Your dad?"

"Yes my dad. Sometimes I think that if he would have stayed, I wouldn't have to endure so much pain. If he would've stayed then I'd still be that happy girl I was back then. If only-"

The tears were coming in full force again.

"It's okay. You don't have to beat yourself up over things you can't change. It'll just bring you pain."

He said reassuringly.

"I know but I can't help but wish that one day I'll wake up and everything will be back to normal."

He took my hand in his and kept rubbing small circles on it. I couldn't help but find this gesture heart warming. Especially coming from him. I finally wiped away my tears hoping none will cloud my tears anymore. I glanced at him finally taking his appearance in. He didn't look like he had been sleeping and he was wearing a black shirt and shorts. And he looked undeniably good. As always. I quickly diverted my thoughts from him.

That's when I looked down at myself just to find that I was still wearing the jacket I grabbed from the car earlier.

"I can't believe I slept in this."

I said trying to remove it. And that's when I felt it. The throbbing pain on my arms and shoulders. I completely forgot about the cuts I got. I bet the pain of the memories outdid the ones of the wounds. Probably why I didn't feel the pain when I was crying.

"Are you okay?"

Austin asked observing my face.

"Yes. I'm okay."