Post by Austen Blackwell on Apr 4, 2018 14:25:59 GMT -5
Austen arrives home after the talk with his father. His head was clearly in a weird place, but he tried to not bring home the negativity. Mercedes knew that he was visiting with his father, and she preferred to be there with him, he handled it. He pulled into the driveway as she heard the SUV door close. She comes out the door, as she looks at him, stopping real fast.
Mercedes: Hey… you alright?
Austen: Hey.
He smiles. He figured she would have questions about the text he sent her.
Austen: Yeah. It is all settled.
He walks towards her, putting his arm around her as the two of them head towards the front door. Austen does not keep eye contact with her as they reach the door.
Mercedes: Austen…. Come on babe, what’s up?
Mercedes could tell there was something on his mind, more so with coming from there. She turns looking at him, as she smiles softly, while showing concern.
Austen and Mercedes head inside as he flops down on the couch. She sits on his lap as she looks to him for a reply.
Austen: My dad is not coming to our wedding. And he is no longer in my life.
She goes to talk.
Austen: My choice.
She was surprised by that, but was looking at him. She could tell there was more to it.
Mercedes: Are you sure? It’s because you don’t want him there, and not because I don’t right?
Austen: You do not want to know what was said. Just know I made a decision and am sticking to it. I gave him a chance, and he ruined it. He is no longer my father. He is Walter Blackwell, a coward that I share a last name with… which is something I am debating as it is.
He looks at her.
Mercedes: What would you change it to? Your mom’s, your birth mom’s? I support you with what you decide, but make sure it is what you want.
She pauses for a few seconds.
Mercedes: You could change it, get away from sharing it with your Dad, or you could keep it, and finally show that not all Blackwell’s are like your Dad, that you can be proud of it. It comes down to what is in your heart.
She wasn’t even going to ask what was said, not with what he had said, and knowing it was his father. She knew it wasn’t good. He shrugs.
Austen: Can we maybe just not talk about it? Let’s plan more stuff. Or just go out for a drive. It doesn't matter. I just… I don’t have a real father. I… I need to wrap my head around it.
He lowers his head onto her shoulder clearly upset.
Mercedes: We can do anything you want. You do have a real father Austen, you have mine, it may not be blood, but he will officially be your father in two weeks. Let’s talk more about the wedding, or just a drive, I am fine with both really.
She runs her hands through his hair, as she leans her head on top of his.
Austen: You know I love you, right? From the moment I set my eyes on you. Seeing you walk up that pier. I knew we were meant to be. The butterflies in my stomach. The way I felt so nervous around you. And just…. It all happened so quickly. I wouldn’t change one thing.
He was feeling so much.
Mercedes: I would change one thing, but yet I think that thing had to happen for you to fully realize I was the one.
She of course was meaning his little weekend after he met her, when he went and hung out with someone else. She smiles, as she could tell he was feeling a lot.
Mercedes: I love you as much as you love me. The past year has been amazing, and I know no matter what happens in the future, we will have each other like we have had. Nothing will get between us, nothing will cause this to end. It’s us till the end of time.
He nods as he tilts her chin up and kisses her.
Austen: I love you Mercedes Carter.
Mercedes: To think that will no longer be my name in two weeks.
She smiles, as she was thinking about it. She was hoping the next two weeks went by fast. She keeps looking at him.
Mercedes: I love you more, Austen Blackwell.
Austen: Let’s get outta here. I need some fresh air.
They both stand up and head outside ready for one of their drives.
Austen: At Hype I fight Kimo. A man that is much bigger than I am. I know what it takes to fight a big man; I need to use my speed and quickness. I know what I need to do to get the job done, but the question is, can I? I am not delusional, I know that I have an iffy track records these days. My heart… My heart is in the game. But my head? I guess you can say that it is questionable. I have so many things going on outside of my match. I have the shit with The Nite Stalker… I have my wedding soon…. Issues with… family.
He exhales, trying to prepare mentally for his upcoming match with Kimo.
Austen: I am going to give it my all. It is important to me to be ready come Saturday. Three days to go, and I just am not there mentally. I am sorry, Kimo. I will give it my best. I just need to figure out some things. But my heart and the passion is and will always be there; I just need to mentally prepare myself. You are a decent guy, from what I know of you. And I will make sure that I am ready come Saturday. I know… this is all over the place. I just… sorry. I don’t have it in me.
The video ends abruptly.