Destined

Chapter 4 - New Friend and Disagreements

My smile vanished instantly. Did I just giggle? I have not even heard my own laughter for almost a week since the breakup and not laughing is a serious thing for me because I am a very cheerful person. Even my mother and my seven year old brother couldn't make me smile and here I was with a total random boy who I have just met around five minutes ago and talked to a week before and he had not only managed to make me smile but he also made me laugh.

"You wanted to know why I had hurt my hand, didn't you?" I asked him and he nodded. 

"I'm not suicidal. This is sort of like a reflex action for me." I looked at my hand. "It's accidental. Whenever I get mad at something or someone, I automatically start to bang my hand on the wall. I have done it so many times now that my hand gets easily injured. It's just a really bad habit, nothing else." I said and smiled sadly, wondering how I could I tell him about my bad habit without any hesitation as if he was my best friend and I have known him for many years.

"Let me give you some advice, the next time you get mad, take a deep breath. It actually helps your mind to cool down." Austin advised, a gentle smile forming at the corners of his lips.

"Thanks. Will try it the next time." I replied. 

"So, I'm guessing you were you going somewhere?" He asked. "Yeah, I was going to kick my ex's ass for cheating on me." I blurted.  

"So you're sad because of him? Are you serious? You're crying over him because he left you?" He asked and placed his elbows on his thighs and his head on his hand as if I was going to tell him every fascinating secret of mine. I felt the anger rise in me once again. Was he finding this funny? I looked at him right in the eye as anger welled up in me again but this time, not because of Max but because of Austin.

"What do you mean by 'Are you serious'? Do you think I am some kind of a crybaby? Do you think I enjoy crying over someone? It's not as simple as you think alright? Have you ever had a girlfriend?!" I asked him, resisting the urge to yell at him. He looked at me slowly and answered.

"No."

"Then you won't understand how it feels when someone you love leaves you!" I managed to say as I felt the lump form in my throat. I stood up, grabbed my bag and left the staircase. As I walked back through the corridoor, I heard Austin mutter to himself.

"You have no freaking idea." 

I ignored him, took out my keys, unlocked the door and entered my home. Guess I didn't have the strength to face Max, especially now.

Sigh home . . .