So I want to start a new story please tell should I start it?
and I don't know a title please do you have an idea. PM me.
This is gonna be the first chap so tell me if you like it, when you like it I'll go further when you dislike we just forget this; easy. What don't you think?
PS; to the people who read 'the changings with love' I'm stuck can you help!
WARING: this is darker than my other stories!
I don't own Austin and Ally
~Love million
Ally's POV (she's 16)
"Ally!" I hear instead of my alarm. It was my dad. should I still say dad to him? I thought.
"ALLLYYYYY", My dad yells or more slurs me. "I'm coming give me a second!"
"You don't get a second!", Oh-no he comes upstairs. he grabs my hair and pushes my to the ground.
"Why don't you come when I yell you", He is drunk. Again.
"I'm sorry" I whimper. He throws me across the room and starts kicking me. I try not to scream because of my 3 little brothers
"No your mom should be sorry because she give birth to you!", he exclaim kicking me hard in the stomach.
"Let this be a lesson come when I call you" He leaves but first he pulls me up and punches me in the face. I screamed in pain but thankfully the children didn't hear me.
I look at my watch 4:50 AM. I go to the bathroom look in the mirror. A girl with a black eye, a big bruise on her stomach, and a lot of bruises on the arms and legs looks back at me. That girl is me. I'm that girl, when I look at the clock it's 5:15 AM I take a black jeans a long sleeved dark blue shirt, a gray pull and some converses. The black eye I cover up with make-up, which I hate, but I don't have any choice. I go look at my brothers.
First the youngest, he's 4 his name is Jason but I call him Jazz because just with a little music he falls asleep. I was the same when I was little, I walk to his room and I see the light burning and with the big shadow in the background. I also see him crying, the first thought that went through my head was that my dad was in the room. I walked in the room looking for my brother Jason to take him into my room. Phew! False alarm he was crying on his bed and the shadow was his own.
"Hey what's up? Why do you cry?" I ask him while putting him on my lap.
"II-I h-had a b-ba-d dr-dream", He sobs.
"What was in the nightmare?", I ask and I pick him up and bring him to my room I put him on my bed and hug him.
"I-I s-saw y-you in t-the h-hosp-ital!", says or more yells and he cries on my t-shirt. I pull him closer.
"Y-you were the-there and dad a-and I w-were ho-home", Says while crying about the nightmare.
"H-he be-began to -ki-kick me and h-he said: now your sister isn't here anymore!" He cries and cries I lay him in my bed and take my guitar. I began playing some notes and started singing in a soft voice.
I remember tears streamin' down your face
When I said I'd never let you go,
When all those shadows almost killed your light
I remember you said 'don't leave me here alone'
But all that's dead and gone and passed tonight
Just close your eyes
The sun is going down
You'll be alright
No one can hurt you now
Come morning light
You and I'll be safe and sound
Don't you dare look out your window
Darlin' everything's on fire
The war outside our door keeps raging on
Hold onto this lullaby
Even when the music's gone
Gone-
Just close your eyes
The sun is going down
You'll be alright
No one can hurt you now
Come morning light
You and I'll be safe and sound
Ooh, ooh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,
Ooh, ooh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Just close your eyes
You'll be alright
Come morning light,
You and I'll be safe and sound
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh,
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh,
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Oohhh.
I see Jason sleeping. I go to the others while I let Jason sleep until it's time to go.
I go to my other brother. They share a room together because my father takes so many rooms for his beer and stuff.
Alexander Dawson, or how he prefers Alex, is 11 and then I have Arthur but we call him Art he is also 11 they look a like but aren't twins.
Alex is born 10 January and Art 30 November.
Alex is someone who plays all day, you know those types that everyone wants to be around. Art is more quiet, he reads books, paints, draws.
I see Alex playing on his DS that I gave him 2 years ago for his birthday and Art reading in the book he reads at least once a day. I guess they have woken up because Jason cried.
"Hey is everything okay why are you awake at- I look at the clock and see it's 6,15 AM- at 6 AM" I ask.
"We could ask you the same", They retort.
"But I asked first so...?"
"We woke up by Jason so is everything oké with him?"
"Yeah he had a bad dream", I respond, "So what do you want for breakfast?"
"Pancakes" they say -yell- in unison.
"Oké I will call you when I'm done and when you're going downstairs wake up Jason please?"
I'm going downstairs and I don't see my dad. Let me guess he's going to his bitchy girlfriend to fuck her.
I take everything to make pancakes and I start. After 10 minutes there's a stack of pancakes for the boys I just take an apple.
"Boys the pancakes are ready and wake up Jason!" I yell but they were already downstairs with the word 'pancakes'.
I glare at them and they just slip on their chairs to eat pancakes. I roll my eyes and go to Jason. He still asleep I walk to him and try to wake him up.
"Hey Jazz it's time to go eat there are pancakes ready to go in your tummy" He wakes up and goes downstairs for his pancakes.
When everyone is done I take my car.
I drive to a care-day.
"Hey Jazz ready to go?" he nods slightly I take him and look at Alex and Art and say "Be right back."
I go inside to the Secretariat and say "Hey this is Jason and I'm Ally Dawson" I give him to the lady but hug him first really tight.
"Here's my number call me when something is wrong", I gave her my number.
"Sorry madam but can we get your dad's number", She ask trying to say I'm being illegal and have to get permission from my dad.
"Here is his number" I lay money on her table and go away and the lady takes the money. The money is from my jobs yes you heard it right jobS I don't spend money but my dad takes all the money that my mom had for me and he gave almost everything on his girlfriend and beer so I pay for day-care school and food all by myself so I don't eat as much so my brothers can have some.
I go back to the car only to see Alex and Art trying to get the front seat.
"Not again boys!" I say and they stop. They look at my with those eyes that pray to forgive them.
"Okay but both in the back no one gets the front seat, got it!" I say glaring at them. They mumble okay. I go to there school but before they step out they ask:
"Can you go with us?", Alex asks.
"Yeah please I don't want to meat the bullies and when they see you they will leave me alone", Art says.
"Okay okay", I park the car and go with them when we walk inside I see a lot of kids with their moms and dads like a happy family. Then a boy comes to us.
"Hey, look what we have! The two Dorksons", What did he call them?
"Hey little boy, tell me what's your name? How did you call them ", He then looks at me like he just noticed me.
"I'm Noah and I called those two Dorkson and who are you?", He asks like he is everything in this world.
"I'm their sister and maybe you're only 12 you better watc-",
"Noah where are you this time!", I heard the mother of this boy.
"Hello I heard you threaten my son", The mother says implying that I say sorry.
"Yeah but he started bully my brothers", I say she looks at me with disgust. and she whispers to Noah but loud enough for me to hear.
"Stay away from them, they look dirty",
"Okay you and your little brad have to go right now I don't want to discuss this your son stays away from my brothers and they stay away from him got it?", I say with a tone that says 'this or...' they walk away offended, they probably thought everyone would like them. But we aren't like everyone else in this world.
"That was awesome!", Alex and Art exclaim.
"Okay I have to go but first stay away from him and if he comes do NOT fight", I demand.
"But when you don't fight you lose", Alex says.
"Did I fight just a minute ago?", I ask like I forgot.
"No", he mumbles.
"That's what I wanted to hear, so okay I pick you up at end of school and if you want to tell me something call me!",
"Bye", They say in a sad tone.
"Bye see you later love you", I hug them.
"Love you to", they hug back and they didn't pull off.
"Guys I have to go because if I don't go I have detention and you two will have to stay till late school", They pull off immediately when they hear that.
I walk to my car and go to school. Yay! (please note the sarcasm)