ALLY POV.
My eyes stretched open as the faint beeping of my alarm rung out, waking me from my dream world. My hand reached out from under the covers to slap the alarm off, but before I could, my father had already beaten me to it. As I looked up to him to study his mood, a sharp, cold and icy feeling hit my face. I realised that my father had just poured icy water on my face.
"What are you doing in bed so late?" he bellowed at me
"I'm sorry dad. I promise it won't happen again. Just...Just...Just pl-pl-please don't hurt me. I promise, I will do anything" I whispered incoherently to my father
"If that's what you want, honey, you realise, that I do love you, but I hurt you for your own good, now turn around, I'm just going to get the belt, I'm hurting you so that you realise that the world is a bad place" he spoke to me with an innocent look in his eyes.
I turned around.
A sharp pain dug into my back, ripping my skin off with it.
"aahhh" I screamed, realising that it was only a dream and the pain I felt was when I fell of my bed.
I'm Allyson Marie Dawson. I am 21 years old and I study at Cambridge University. I had an abusive father when I was younger. I killed him, by self-defence. It was probably the worst thing I could have done to him. That's when I moved to Britain, to start a new chapter and a fresh beginning to a new life. I am a confident, single, stylish and intelligent woman. But I'm still the Ally Dawson that I was back in America. I will always have a bit of her in me. My old friends tried to get in touch with me, but I told them that I committed suicide, so they would never look for me. I miss them, like hell. I miss Trish, and the fact that I could tell her anything. I miss Dez, and the facts that even though he was so weird, I could rely on him, I could really trust him, and he was like a brother to me. I miss Austin. I miss Austin Monica Moon, because I was falling for him,hard. I miss his million dollar smile, his soft and silky mop of dirty blonde hair, his tall, muscular and protective build that towered over my petite self, his amazing personality, which kept surprising me every day and most of all, I miss his presence, no-one can ever replace him in my life. He meant everything to me. What the heck! He still does mean everything to me! I can never forget him, I can never forget them.
I felt a warm hand tickling my stomach, once i realised that i was daydreaming and my room-mate realised that i wasn't ticklish, i stood up.
"morning ally, how was your night, it didn't sound quite so good!" Caitlyn asked me, Caitlyn was an awesome friend, she was always there for me, and she was just like Aus-he who shall not be named.
"umm yeah, it was alright, I guess. But I kept having weird dreams from my childhood" I sighed, missing my life
"hey ally?" Caitlyn asked
"Yeah?" I replied eagerly
"Do you want to come to this Christmas party with me? It's in like two weeks, my friend invited me and told me to bring a guest, and since you are my closest friend on campus, I thought I should invite you" She said with a tint of hope in her eyes.
"well, you know me and parties don't go well together!"I blurted.
"But all-lly" Caitlyn whined
My eyes went glassy, that's exactly how Austin sounded.
"Fine! But only because I love you that-woahh" I was cut off my Caitlyn giving me a huge embrace.
"Thanks ally, it means a lot to me, it really does" Caitlyn whispered into my back
As every day went past, I missed Aus- I mean my friends even more, it was increasing painful to live without them. Life was becoming hard. Before I knew it, two weeks had passed and it was time for Caitlyn's party. I decided to wear a red, short, figure hugging, festive dress along with sophisticated white gloves. I left my hair cascading down my spine naturally; I put on some liquid and pencil eyeliner, along with a few swipes of mascara and a touch of bright red lipstick. I ran to my bedroom and grabbed a pair of platforms and a pack of extra mints. By the time Caitlyn was done, I was sitting on the sofa, waiting for, she was wearing a long white dress, she looked like an angel.
"Caitlyn, you look, like, amazing, I love everything about you" I whispered to her, proudly.
"Same to you Ally, you should show you legs more, you have a good figure!" Caitlyn replied nonchalantly
We drove to the party, along the way we put on the radio and belted out to some good songs, they were old but they were still good. We reached the venue. WOW! Caitlyn's friend was rich, the party was at a huge nightclub with personalised Christmas decorations.
I stepped into the night club as my heels clacked in synch with my hips swaying. I felt good. I felt confident. I decided to join a tall muscular guy on the dance floor. We danced in each other embrace until...until...until...the event.
I saw a mop of blonde hair fly past me, and before I knew it, I was staring into those chocolaty pools of eyes, that I had grown to love.