NEW STORY YAY.
Like I said on the last Authors Note on 'Lullaby', this is to raise awareness for Self-Harm, so the plotline is about self-harming. So If you guys dont like reading these types of stories, then dont read it. :)
Disclaimer; I do not own anything but the plotline.
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I don't Want to Hurt Anymore
Scars. Each scar has a different story behind them. They appear for lots of different reasons, like if you are in a fire, or a car accident. And they don't disappear. They don't fade over time. They stay with you forever.
You can tell a lot about a person from their scars. Scars on your wrists. Self-Harm. Indicating that that person may have experienced something that no human being should. Scars from self-harming is caused by many different reasons. Bullying, family trouble, financial problems. A lot of the time, it may also end with suicide. Horrible, I know. But sadly, it's true.
I'm Ally Dawson. This is the story of Austin Monica Moon.
Austin's POV
I let the blood drip from my arm as I set the sharp silver knife down on the bathroom counter. I really need to stop doing this. I honestly want to. But I just feel like I can't. In a weird way, it helps. See, my parents are never really here. They're always working, and when they are home; they're arguing. We're not a big family. Its only my mom, dad and me. We've never really been the close sort of family. My parents are never really there when I need them. They don't know I cut. Noone does. The only supportive people I have in my life is Ally. She knows that i've been going through a hard time. I've only recently been showing it. But she doesn't know that I cut.
I run the cold water on my arm when I realized it was 9:00am. I quickly wrap my arm in a small bandage and put on a long slieved t-shirt to hide it. I grab my leather jacket and started to walk to school.
"Hey Austin" I turned around to see the most beautiful girl i've ever seen.
"Hey Ally" Okay. Yeah, I like Ally. I've always have. So what.
"You okay?"
"Uh, yeah, why wouldn't I be?"
"You just look like you havent gotten much sleep. That, and your eyes look a bit bloodshot. Are you sure you're okay?" Honestly, I feel like shit. I really havent been getting a lot of sleep lately. I've just had so many things on my mind. I can't let her know that though. I dont want her to worry.
"Ally, I'm fine. Really." I hate lying to her. But she can't know. She just can't.
"Okay. Well if you need to talk, you know where to find me" and with that, she walked off.
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Ally's POV
I know something's up with Austin. He's lost that glow in his eyes. He's never really up for anything anymore. I mean, Yeah he'll still come by to watch a movie or to write a song. But it's just not the same. It's not the Austin I love. Yes. I have feelings for Austin. It's not that big of a deal.
I'm worried about him. I know he tells me he's fine, but I know he's not. He tells me not to worry, but I just can't help it. It's who I am, I worry. And anyway, how could I not worry? He tells everyone that he is fine when he clearly isnt. He has bags under his eyes, every time I see him, his eyes are usually blood shot and his eyelashes are damp. You can just about make out the faded tear trails down his cheak. I'm not stupid, something's going on. I know it, ANYONE can see it. And i'm going to find out.
I pick up my phone and start to write a text message;
To: Austin x :
Hey Austin, it's Ally. I need to talk to you. Meet me at Sonic Boom whenever.
To: Ally-Cat :
Yeah okay i'll be over in 5.
He doesn't want me to know. I know he doesn't want me to know. It's not hard to tell. But I can see that whatever it is, it's breaking him. I hate seeing him like this. He hardly even smiles anymore. Well, he smiles. But they're not real. Not genuine. Completely and utterly fake. And that hurts.
Just then, Austin walks in through the door of the Practice Room.
"Hey Ally" he walks in as cheerful as ever and smiles. Fake.
I dont smile back and he see's this.
"So what did you want to talk about?" I haven't even thought of what I was going to say.
I take his arm to pull him over to the couch when I hear him wince.
"You okay?" no. He's not.
"Yeah, fine" he says as he walks over to sit himself on the couch.
I go over to sit next to him and he turns to me.
"So, what was is that you needed to talk about?" I turn to face him.
"Austin, I know something's up"
"What are you talking about? I told you, i'm fine." is he serious...
"No you're not. I know you're not. Every time I see you, you have bags under your eyes, your eyes are blood shot, clearly from crying and don't deny it Austin because I can just about make out the faded tear stains on your cheeks, your smiles aren't even real anymore, they're just put on and you expect me to believe you when you say you're fine?" He just looks to the floor.
"You know that you can talk to me about anything. I want to help" he looks up. His eyes flashed with anger.
"WHY CAN'T YOU JUST KEEP OUT OF IT. I HAVE TOLD YOU COUNTLESS OF TIMES THAT I AM FINE!" eh, no.
"WELL YOU'RE CLEARLY NOT. AUSTIN, I SEE THAT YOU'RE HURTING AND WHATEVER IS GOING ON, IT IS BREAKING YOU INSIDE. IM NOT STUPID, I CAN SEE THAT. AND BELIEVE IT OR NOT, IT KILLS ME TO SEE YOU LIKE THIS!" His head is now in his head and I can tell that he's choking back his sobs. He leans backwards on the couch and starts to move his arms upwards so he's running his hands through his hair, causing his slieves to roll up a bit, showing a white bandage wrapped around his left arm.
"AUSTIN!" I gasp. It can't be what I think it is.
He looks at me confused, until he see's where i'm looking. His eyes go wide and he goes to pull his slieve back down, but I stop him. He just looks at me.
I roll his left slieve back up and start unwrapping the bandage carefully. When the bandage was fully off, I gasp. Tears surfacing my eyes. I wasn't expecting to see this from a boy he's usually so happy and cheerful. I look up at him to see him looking straight into my eyes, hurt and worry in his. I look back down and I run my finger tips over his scars gently.
"Ally" I looked up to see tears running down his cheeks. I placed my hands on his face and wiped his tears away with my thumbs. I leaned my head onto his and looked into his eyes.
"It's gonna be okay." he closed his eyes and looked away, shaking his head.
"Hey" I gently take his face in my hands again, making him turn to face me. He still looked down with his eyes. "Look at me". He looked up.
"I'm here for you, no matter what. Okay?" "Okay." (1)
My forehead was still resting on his. We were looking deep into each others eyes. His was tearful, full of hurt, worry and a little bit of hope. He glanced down to my lips, then back to my eyes. I did the same. I realized that we were leaning in slowly. Our noses were touching. I was about to say something, to stop anything from happening. I was about to pull away. But I didnt get to. He wouldn't let me. He placed his hands on the small of my back and pressed his lips to mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck and began to kiss back.
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(1) Sound Familiar ;)
FIRST CHAPTER DONE. I'm kind of proud of it. It's only a two-shot, really but yeah. I don't really like the end to be honest. Im glad they kissed like c'mon its Auslly. Auslly kissing is great. But I just don't like how it happened and the intro to the story was kind of lame but it's 2:45am so i'm tired. HOPE YOU LIKED IT ANYWAY. Tell me if you liked it or not ^.^ I'll update as soon as I can but I have revision to do so yeah.
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