Promises Were Meant To Be Broken

Chapter 23

Chapter inspired by Austin's new song 'Loving You Is Easy'

Austin

"We were lost in the middle, like bottles in the ocean. But we found one another, like the answer to a question." My voice started cracking but I kept singing

"Like words to a love song, like a river to the red sea. Finding you was so hard but lo-- stop the music! I can't do this" The music stopped playing as I took off the headphones

My manager pinched the bridge of his nose and looked at me

"Austin, this is the third time you stopped. What's wrong now?"

"I don't want to do this right now. I need to go"

I got my phone, about to leave until my mom stopped me

"Austin, don't be rude. Go back in the booth and finish recording the song. That's what we came here to do"

"But mom-"

"It's alright Michele. Just let him go and have the rest of the day off. But you," Rocco, my manager glared at me

"you have to be here early tomorrow morning to record the rest of your songs. You only have this song you wrote and three more until your album is finished."

I nodded promisingly and walked out the door along with my mom

When we got into my car, she gave me a look.

Uh oh..

"What?"

It came out more annoyed than I thought

"When we get home, we're talking about this"

Rolling my eyes, I started the ignition and drove home with silence surrounding us

My room is the only place I wanted to be in right now. I made my way, hoping my mom forgets about our little talk. but then I heard my name being called

"Austin!"

I let out a loud groan and walked back towards the living room

"Take a seat. We have some talking to do"

"What do we need to talk about?"

"Your attitude."

I stayed silent and took a seat across her. Looking at nothing but the floor

"What was that all about?" she scolded

I sighed silently

"Mom..."

"Don't you 'mom' me, Austin Carter Mahone. You've been acting this way for months and I don't tolerate this kind of attitude you've been giving everyone."

"It's complicated. I don't want to talk about this right now ok"

"If it's about Ariana, you can visit her next week but-"

"It's not about her!"

My voice let out a little louder that I thought. Everything became quiet for a few seconds

"Is it Becky?" my mom asked in a gentle tone

Everything was silent. My fingers ran through my hair while my eyes had a stinging sensation

"I miss her.." my voice just a little above a whisper

I heard her get up. A seat next to me sank, signaling me my mom's there

"I miss her so much.." I said again

My mom wrapped her arms around me and pulled me into a tight hug. I let the tears I've been holding in for months drop on her shoulder. It's been a while since my mom and I had a heart-to-heart conversation