User blog:Jessie1010/Rocks At My Window, Chapter 3

Here is chapter 3 of Rocks At My Window everyone! I'm soooo sorry for it being so late! I just really haven't had the time or, to be honest, the interest. The story just didn't exactly go in the direction I would have preferred and it didn't come out so great in my opinion. So with that said, this chapter is not so good! It was pretty rushed. Sorry if I'm disappointing anyone, but if you vote me to continue, I'll totally appreciate it! :)

Rocks at My Window Every Friday night, a certain someone would throw rocks at Ally's window as a call for Ally. Ally would escape from her bedroom and then the two would go off on a romantic evening together. But, on a particular Friday night, Ally is worried that person won't come back throwing those rocks. As Ally takes her journey on this Friday night, she'll learn a lot about two people in her life and what she truly feels inside.

Chapter 3 ALLY's POV  The sun is in the midst of setting as Gavin rides onto the thin sand that’s glistening before a beautiful ocean ahead of it. We decided a walk on the beach would be a nice place for today, though my stomach churns from the thought of it. Walking leads to talking and I’m afraid that the fight we had will be brought back up. I don’t want to have to argue about that again and risk of relationship. On the bright side, if my Gavin-Austin hallucination decides to continue, I’ll have that to save me from any awkward conversation with Gavin. Wow I can’t believe I just said that. That’s not something a normal person would do, rely on a hallucination.

 Gavin parks his truck and then the two of us get out, slamming the doors behind us. I let a puff of air escape from my lungs and shake out my toes. Gavin walks towards me and extends his hand out to me. I put on a smile and wrap my hands in his then he guides me down toward the ocean.

 I put  a smile on. It wasn’t automatically there like usual. For some reason, I don’t feel as happy with Gavin today. In the back of my mind, all I’m hoping is for his face to transform into Austin’s. Everything’s better with Austin. He’s makes everything better.

 “What a pretty scene that is,” Gavin says, smiling out at the ocean. We walk down the shore, hand in hand, like two awkward turtles. My arm is stiff stretched down to his hand, the least bit comfortable. I look down at the sand to investigate the sand and as soon as I do, I hear a new voice.

 “I love the beach,” says the voice. Once my eyes meet his, all of the tension releases and my body relaxes. Austin has replaced Gavin. Still I’m not sure if he’s a hallucination or if he’s real but I’m just glad he’s here.

 “So do I,” I say.

 “Wanna take a swim?” he asks.

 “Oh gosh, Austin, no.” All of a sudden, Austin picks me up in his arms from my stomach, holding me close to his chest and swings me around. “Ahhh, Austin stop!” I yell for Austin to put me down but my laughs begin to overpower myself.

 “We’re gonna get so wet!” yells Austin and he runs for the ocean with me in his arms. I laugh and wiggle to get out of his arms. I really don’t want to get wet but this is really fun, being here with Austin. We get closer to the water and before our feet touch any wet sand, I jab my elbow into Austin’s stomach. He fumbles to the ground with me falling with him. I quickly get up before he can take another grasp on me.

 “Ha!” I say, laughing, “You’re very, very extraordinary, Austin.” Still laughing, I take off my flats and shake some sand out of them, I hate when that happens.

 “Austin? Why are you calling me Austin?” Oh no. As soon as the voice speaks I look up and see Gavin standing in front of me.

 “Sorry Gavin,” I speak, “I just spaced out for a second.”

 Gavin sighs. “Ally you can’t start a fire, walk away from it, and wait for it to burn itself out.”

 “What are you talking about?” I say, slightly confused. Slightly.

 “The fight, Ally.” Gavin puts his hands on his hips. I guess I expected this. It had to come up at some point. “Ally, what do you have for Austin?”

 So there we have it. The fight was about Austin. We were video chatting and he’d found old magazines about Austin and I. He was curious about how Austin and I came to be so I told him. But that only led to tension and it eventually escalated to “who was the better boyfriend,” “who’s the better musician,” and things like that. I found it hard to honestly answer some of those questions. It was basically this Gavin-Austin war.

<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent:.5in"> I mutter out some words to Gavin. “Nothing Gavin and you have to believe that.”

<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent:.5in"> “Ally,” Gavin grabs his head, sinking his fingers into his gelled hair, “Ally I just can’t.”

<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent:.5in"> “Why? Gavin what’s the issue here?”

<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent:.5in"> Gavin looks at me for a long few seconds. “Give me some space, okay?” And with those last words, he walks off. Just like that. The impact of the moment forces my knees to the sand. I curl in a ball and quietly cry. This is all too much. All too much for me to handle. I thought I liked Gavin but when Austin comes in the picture, I have doubts. Major doubts. Gavin is so complicated. Austin is so complicated. Love is so complicated. Tears continue to run down my cheeks and I’m so busy crying that when I feel a tap on my shoulder, I don’t realize that it happened until a few seconds later. Probably Gavin. I don’t want to face him now. But like he said, I can’t start a fire and then leave it to burn itself out. I sit up and slowly turn around, my face feeling awkward once it hits the cool air after being heated for so long.

<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent:.5in"> Oh thank God. Hallucinations really can be relied on. It’s not Gavin but it’s Austin. If I’m lucky, Austin is reality and I just imagined the fight I just had with Gavin. But then that would mean that Gavin skipped out on the date. I’ll eventually figure out what’s real and what’s not.

<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent:.5in"> “Take my hand,” Austin says with sympathetic eyes. He looks hurt for me, like he watched that very moment and is just as hurt by it as I am. And with that, I take his hand.

So that's it! Who do you think is the hallucination, Gavin or Austin? Who do you think is real? Sorry if this was all krabby patty, I feel kind of bad about it. :P