I think this is one of my darker stories. Sorry it's short but I wrote it at 1:00 Am, please review.
Disclaimer: I do not own the song The A Team by Ed Sheeran, nor Austin and Ally. If I did own the show it would not be on disney, and Austin and Ally would already be together.
I don't know who this girl I see is. She most certainly isn't the Ally I fell in love with back in high school. Instead of seeing who pink lips and beautiful bronzed face, I now see lips as white as paper and a face as pale as a ghost.
With her new found love and addiction her income is minimal. In order to keep off the streets I see her bring home a different man every night, to her small apartment across the hall from mine. It pains me so much to see all this happen to her at such a young age.
I feel as if it's all my fault. If I didn't force her to go to that party at the end of our senior year, when we were just 18 years old, maybe she would still be sober, maybe she wouldn't have to sell herself to guys she finds on the street to stay off the streets. I hear she's on the A team, and very high up in the drug world. Don't ask me how I know this but I keep a very close eye on Ally. But that's one thing that will never change about Ally, she'll always have to stay at to top no matter how low she is. Lately she just seems to be sinking and wasting away, and it scares me so much. I just want to help her, I'm all she has left.
After high-school Dez went to NYC, and her best friend Trish went with him and they haven't been back to Miami since. And her dad left us, not just us the world. When we were 19 he had a heart attack and they couldn't revive him in time, that's when it all got worse for Ally.
Now the shop has closed down, and my career is on hold. I would rather lose my dream then Ally. I'm in love with Ally and no matter how low she gets that will never stop.
It's just I may not be enough to help her, as she will go mad just to get a couple grams and it just take a lit pipe to take her to her motherland, and if that doesn't happen she just sells love to another man, and that brakes my heart so much to see. Her world is getting to cold for an angel like her to fly so an angel like her is just going to die, and I hate that I can't do anything about it.
Up until all this happened I never relized but the worst things in life come free to us. It's been countless times that I've seen Ally come home beat up and teary eyed, and I'm almost positive she's been raped a couple of times. I know a lot of people would say she deserves this but I think it doesn't matter who you are or what you do, no is no. What I hate seeing the most is when she come's home in torn and wet clothes into her tiny apartment.
One night, when I go to check on Ally, like I always do, I find her, pipe in mouth, shirt off and dead, I think to call 911 but that would only make her suffer more and I can't let that happen to the person I'm in love with, but I can't stand to be away from her, so I go to my apartment, and I send an e-mail to everyone on my contact list, go back to Ally's place, go grab some of her pill's from her medicine cabinet, put a shirt on her, take the pill's, wrap my self around her, and this way at least I, Austin Monica Moon, will die happy.