Complications
Ally's POV:
I stood behind the counter of Sonic Boom, helping the last customer of the night when Dallas came in smiling. It had been easier to talk to him since I've been around Austin lately. "Hi Ally. Just got off work. Do you want to hang at the practice room for a bit?" he asked. The practice room? I thought, confused. But I said yes anyways, what the heck. Time with Dallas? Sure! So we went up to the practice room and sat on the couch.
He turned and faced me, his face serious. "Dalla- His name was cut off when he started to kiss me. At first I started to kiss him back, thinking it would only be kissing. How could I've been so stupid? I tried to pull away but he kept pressing his body against mine. I could feel his hand in weird places…uncomfortable places. He didn't stop. I tried to stop him but he was too strong for me. He was aggressive…extremely aggressive. He hurt me. Something I didn't think he would be able to do. So I just lay there until it was over. I woke up with bruises and scrapes all over me. I got dress, kept my lips shut and prepared for another day at work.
Austin's POV:
I walked into Sonic Boom to see Ally behind the counter, writing in her book as usual. I smiled to myself but it faded within seconds because of the expression on her face. So sad, so hurt, damaged. I walked over and leaned in close. "Hi Austin." She said glumly. Something was wrong. Really wrong. She usually was so happy and light in the mornings. I mean she was a morning person. "Hi Ally. What's wrong?" I asked. Something like fear flashed in her eyes but then it was gone before I could question her on it. "Nothing. Just tired." She said. I knew she was lying. Ally was never tired in the mornings. "Ally. Please tell me." I pleaded. Tears rimmed big brown eyes. I went over to the sign that said OPEN and flipped it so it said SORRY WE'RE CLOSED. I walked back to where Ally hung her head, sobbing. I lifted her head with my index finger, so she met my gaze. "It was awful Austin. He hurt me. I didn't think he was capable of it. I loved him Austin. Loved him!" she said through sobs. My jaw clenched. That bastard! "What did Dallas do to you?" I asked harshly. "Please don't hurt him Austin! Please!" she pleaded. I didn't answer her. I was furious. "Do you really want to know?" she asked. I nodded. She lead me up to the practice room. She turned to me and started to lift her shirt up. She had bruises and scrapes everywhere. I was going to kill him!