Dedicated to Cute_Magic
Chapter Forty Two
Chapter Song: Without You - Ashes Remain
(omg please listen I'm sad)Elena's Point of View
I drove to the one place that changed everything. It was the tree house.
I parked my car on the side of the road and walked over to the tree house. I weakly climbed up the steps and pulled myself up.
It was this very place that I knew I fell for him.
We kept walking until we were away from the school and we stopped by an abandoned house.
"We have to go out back." He took my hand and walked me to the backyard and we stopped in front of a tree.
"A tree house?"
We climed in and it was actually a pretty big tree house. Austin grabbed a bottle of vodka from a case in the back.
He took a shot from the bottle and held it out towards me. "Want to take a shot?"
I had it at the halloween party and stole it from my mom a couple times before. I actually liked it. Well, not the taste of it but the feeling. It makes me feel so good. So yes, you can guess that I took the bottle and took a shot.
"Robert and I found this place last year."
I watched him take another shot and then licked his lips.
Silence took over us and it continued to stay quiet. I latched my teeth onto my bottom lip once more as the air grew thick.
"You always do that."
"Do what?"
"Bite your lip."
"And?"
He stood up from the chair and started to walking around the tree house.
"You do it when you're nervous...you just bite you lip."
"No I don't." I defended myself despite the feeling in my stomach.
He came closer to me. "Yes you do." He smiled.
I felt my palms geeting all sweaty and every inch he moved closer I could feel my stomach doing cartwheels.
"The night at your house..." He inched closer to me. "When I was with you that night. You just..." He gently brushed his finger tips against my lips. "Bit your lip."
All the images flooded my head from that night.
"That just means..." our chest were touching and I could smell the liquor in his breath. "I make you nervous."
My stomach was churning. He is right. I can feel it inside of me, I do get nervous around him.
His face was millimeters away from mine and before I could process this moment, his lips pressed firmly on mine.
I touched my lips, still feeling the pressure of Austin's plump lips on mine.
I searched around for the bottle of vodka that was here the last time we came here. I spotted it and brought the bottle to my lips.
I slid down to the floor, bring the bottle back up to my lips for another drink. I was depressed, and this is the only way I want to deal with it.
More memories came haunting me when I was with him and I squeezed my eyes shut. I can't let him go. I can't forget about him. I can't move on. I was weak. All I wanted in my life was to be loved and it came crashing down on me.
I continued to cry and finish off the bottle of vodka for the rest of the night. I couldn't feel anything. Before shutting my eyes for the night, something caught my attention.
I crawled over the box with a pieces of paper under it. I moved the box and picked up the sheets, examining them.
I was a picture of a map leading a route from Florida to Georgia. I squinted my eyes to look closer and the point ended in Decatur, Georgia. I flipped the sheets of paper, putting the one on the bottom back on top.
It was a letter.
Elena,
I put this here because I figured it was the only safe place I could put it without anyone finding it. It's a route that we are taking for the next 9 hours. No one knows that I gave this to you, it's very important. If you want to get back to Austin, follow the directions. I know that you sure as hell won't give up on him. Be safe and I hope to see you soon.
- Alex.
I looked at it again just to make sure that this was actually real. I can't believe Alex would actually do this for me. I needed to get home right away.
The only person I could call to pick me up was Sarah.
"Hello?" Sarah said through the other line.
"I need you to pick me up right now! I'm over at the abounded house behind the school. I'll explain when you get here."
"Um okay but-" I ended the call before she could even finish what see was saying.
15 minutes later I saw headlights and Sarah pulled up next to me.
"Are you okay?"
I bolted to the car. "Alex gave me these!" I said shaking the sheets of paper in the air. "It's directions to where they are headed. I have to go to Austin!"
"Are you sure it's even worth driving up there by yourself? What if it he doesn't take you back? I'm pretty sure he was serious when he broke up with you about 2 hours ago. Why are you not mourning?"
"Shut up and drive me home." I said stumbling into the car.
"That explains it, your drunk. You smell like it and I can tell by your speech."
"Why are you acting like this towards me!" I yelled. "You're my friend! What ever happened to you picking up the pieces? Put them back together and help me go back to him."
"Elena it's not going to work out that's just the kind of person he is."
"Enough Sarah! Unlike some people I don't give up on the things I love! I'm going back to him whether you like it or not. Drive."
She rolled her eyes and started the engine. Why can't she just be on my side?
When she dropped my off at home I quietly went up to my room, trying not to wake up my grandparents. The first thing I did was hop in the hot shower.
What I needed the most was a hot shower, just to cry in so no one would hear me.
Is it even worth going back to him? Will he just reject me like he did earlier tonight.
I wrapped the towel around before walking out to go change. When I put on shorts and a t-shirt I walked up to my mirror to brush my hair. Before going to grab the brush I picked up the envelope placed right next to a picture of Austin and I. My name was printed on the front in Austin's handwriting.
It was a letter.
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These next updates are going to come quick because there's only about 8 more chapter left. Omg I know.
If you didn't catch on, the italics is the flashback.
The next chapter will be the letter Austin wrote her so it won't be long at all, just a letter.
Sorry for making you guys emotional hehe ):
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