Chapter 86

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"Austin please-"

"Answer me." I gritted my teeth as I spoke, my voice low and gruff as I tried my best to control my fuming temper.

Lena hung her head just barely, her eyes narrowing to her fingernails that she was nervously picking at. The color had returned to her face a little too well as she was now flushed a deepened red and her expression was unreadable as she finally raised her head to meet mine. Her eyes were full of regret as she blinked slowly and her voice was full of pain as she finally mustered the strength to speak.

"I'm your girl."

Her hushed words single handedly crushed my heart deeper into my chest, confirming my suspicion that I had been terribly overlooking only because I didn't want to believe that the woman of my dreams had been deceiving me this entire time.  

Deep down, there was a realization in my gut that struck me with a sudden force and I began to connect all of the pieces of the puzzle that hadn't seemed to make sense before.

How was I so blind? It was clear as fucking day now that I was able to step back and look at the bigger picture.

I finally understood why I felt so drawn to her, why I held such a deep connection to her, why I had no hesitation to let myself fall for her like the love sick fool I was.

I was overwhelmed with a plethora of emotions and I didn't know where to begin.

I felt angry, betrayed, confused, upset, and worst of all, I was hurt.

The rate of my breathing had quadrupled as my chest heaved in a see saw motion, my eyes fixed on the woman that was solely responsible for my frazzled state of mind.

I want to yell at the top of my lungs with how frustrated I felt but I knew I had to keep my emotions at bay and handle myself in a calm manner. I sucked in a much needed breath before I spilled my bottled up feelings, my heart slamming against my rib cage as I spoke.

"You lied to me."

I could barely recognize my strained voice as I heard the sound come from the base of my throat, my fingers running stressfully through my hair

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I could barely recognize my strained voice as I heard the sound come from the base of my throat, my fingers running stressfully through my hair.

"Austin let me-"

"You've been lying to me since the day of my accident. Since the day I met you. How could you do this? I trusted you." I shook my head as I cut her off, in wild disbelief that she had been hiding this huge secret from me.

"Fuck, Lena." I mumbled more to myself than to her as my mind bounced from each corner of the room.

"Every single time I see you, I'm hoping and praying that I don't come off as a fucking idiot. I've been putting myself out there, doing anything and everything to impress you, so that you would like me. And this whole time, I've been oblivious to the fact that I'm already your boyfriend. I feel like such a fucking fool."

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