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Austin's pov.

I groan again and dont move from my place. This was that one thing I was talking about. It seems to happen where ever I go. It is like I have a sign on my back that says "Feel Free to Beat me up!!". It has been like that since 6th grade I think. I told mom when I got beat up for the first time she started to freak out and started to worry about it to much. So I stopped telling her after that I did not want to see her like that. 

I dont know how long I was there for but I did not feel like getting up. But I knew I had to at some point. So I stumble a few time before I finally get up. I dont know if it was possible but I could feel the bruises forming. My ribs hurt like hell when I got up. I bent down slightly to get my bag. When I held my bag it was like I was carrying a 20 ton bag. 

I slowly made my way to B Block where I had my classes. But there was not point I already missed physics and I have English next period I guess I  could make it in time for it. But before I go to my locker and take out the hoodie I kept inside in case well I put it on so no one will see the dirt on my shirt.

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Well English was the worst is all I can say my teacher kept talking about some stupid Shakespeare play called Merchant of Venice?

But I was in way to much pain to really care. But fortunately class finally got over and I was the last one out the door.

I got outside and saw Alex waiting for me there. Thank god he came here on time I dont think would be able to stand on my own any longer. 

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We reached the house. I got out and made my way up the stairs. Why the hell did there have to be stairs?

I entered the house and the smell of cake? filled my lungs.

"Austin is that you?" Jenifer called.

"Yeah" I reply and start to make my way to my room. I am not in the mood to sit and talk I just need a pain killer and sleep.

"How was school?" She asked

"Good I need to catch up on some work. So I will see you at dinner" I say.

I reach the staircase up to the 1st floor. Why on earth is there so many stairs I groan internally.

I get up to my room and start to look around for the pain killer I kept in one of my bags. I eventually find it. I pop it in and just lay down on my bed. I dont really bother to clean any of the wounds because I know there arent any cuts only bruises so I guess I will sneak some ice in the night or something. With that thought I fall asleep.

Louis's pov.

I got back home from the studio pretty late than usual. I came in I saw Jenifer in the kitchen getting plates for dinner ready. 

"How was work?" she asks. That is something I really love about her she is always this person who is very supportive and hopes for the best for anyone.

"Yeah good" I say.

After some moments of silence I ask.

"Did he get back home?"

"Yeah" she says.

"Did he say anything?" I ask

"No he said he has some work to do and went up to his room" she says sadly.

I nod what else can I do?

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It was 8 in the evening and Austin hadn't come down for dinner yet. I went up to his room to call him. I knocked lightly on his door. There was no reply I repeated it again and there was still no reply. So I opened the door slightly and saw him on his bed fast asleep. 

I went deeper into the room and saw that he seemed so at peace when he slept.

Austin's pov. 

I heard the door of my room open. But I thought that it was all in my head so I never really opened my eyes. After a couple of moments I felt a blanket? on my body. I knew some one was in my room but I did not open my eyes. I felt the figure bend down on to my level. The figure took a deep breath and said "I really am sorry" that voice wasnt one that you will forget that easily it was Louis.

"I really am sorry" He says again. 

"All I need is one chance and I promise I will do my best. " he takes another deep breath before continuing.

"I did not mean to never come back  I thought that I was doing the right thing but I guess I was doing the wrong thing."

I still felt him by my side for a minute before he got up and I heard him make his way to the door of my room. I slowly peaked and saw him turn around "Good night Austin" He said and switched off the light and left the room.

What did he mean I thought I was doing the right thing?  

A.N. 

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Thank you all for the love and support

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