stood in the way and he dropped his clenched fist. With that notion
diminished he dragged her towards the door.
“Tyler!” Austin said as she pulled her arm free of his angered grasp,
“You do not get to do that!”
“He was all over you!” Tyler defended pointing in the direction to the
man in the middle of crowd as he stood still confused.
“ And ?!” she shouted back in frustration, “I’m a single
twenty-five year old woman; I can handle a man wanting me! It wasn’t illegal
the last time I checked!” She took in his aura and sighed heatedly, “And you do
not get to do that to me when you’re with her and forgot to drop that into conversation.”
With that said she left the club and headed
back to the hotel.
Chapter Seven
AUSTIN went
back to the room, not knowing that her brother was close behind her. She had
blanked out almost everything as she walked back. Her veins were pulsating with
heated rage and jealousy, and her misery was slowly building up in her throat
like bile. She wanted to scream, cry, run, but she knew there was more than
just Tyler Armstrong riding on her existence being back.
Getting to her room she fought angrily to get her key card to fit into
the slot, and she growled and hit the door as it failed. More haste, less
speed , she chided herself.
“Everything okay?” Dean asked as he
casually leaned against the wall by Austin’s hotel room. “You left pretty
quickly.”
“Tired I guess,” she feigned and looked at him and knew immediately
that he had caught her in a lie. “Why are you here?”
He smirked, “Let’s go and raid the mini bar,” he told her and took the
key before pushing her key card in and entering her hotel room.
“I thought you were my least favorite fan?”
Austin scoffed, she knew her brother well and the hate she received back at the
house was all too real. She didn’t know why it was now gone and he was caring.
“Time’s just change,” Dean said as he went for the mini bar in the
corner. “However much she fights it, and fights you, mom really is glad to
finally have you home.”
“Got me duped,” Austin mocked as she went over to him as he got out
every bottle of liquid. She looked at her brother and felt herself lose control
again, but shook it away. She didn’t want to cry right now.
Dean sighed and stood up, placing his hands flat against the bar he
watched her. “I saw what was going on,” he started and saw the fear ignite in
Austin’s eyes immediately. “It was like watching you two six years ago and I gotta admit, it was the best thing I’ve seen in that length
of time too.”
“Shame it was just me being
foolish,” Austin batted away his observation and reached for a small bottle of
wine.
“Natasha is still his rebound girl,” Dean told her truthfully.
Austin opened the bottle and took a quick swig, “Engaged rebound girl,
Dean. Engaged rebound.” It was as she said that
she felt her eyes fill with unshed tears. “I shoulda known. I shoulda known it would always be her.”
“You weren’t to know and believe me; we all disapproved of it when he
finally started to date her. Tom, and Tyler’s dad especially. The boy is pretty much in love with the wrong girl.”
Feeling the tears escaping Austin felt like a complete failure. “I am
such a fool,” Austin wallowed as she sunk her head into her arms and made a low
whimpering noise.
Dean decided to finally be a big brother to his sister. “You know a
heart is a muscle,” he started and paused watching her sit up to just stare at
him, “and what do muscles do when they tear or break?” he quizzed her and she
just shrugged. He raised his glass at her and leaned in towards her, “They fix
themselves and become stronge r.”
“This one’s got a long time to take,” Austin muttered to her brother
with her voice still a miserable whisper. “It’s kind of hard to deal with that
when being back home at long last feels like you’re