Chapter one is here! I really like where this story is going in my head...but you all don't want to hear me ramble on. So on with the story!
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Disclaimer: I do not own Austin and Ally, if I did then things like this would happen and it wouldn't be on Disney Channel.
AUSTIN'S POV (3 weeks later)
When Ally wasn't in homeroom, I was worried. There's a killer on the loose, and I don't want my best friend (and crush) to become their next target. As if I summoned her, Ally walked in and handed the teacher a late pass. When she sat down next to me, I decided to find out why she was late.
"Where were you earlier?" I asked.
"There was a police officer. He wanted to hear everything I remembered about…Sam," she choked out.
I grabbed her hand and squeezed it lightly. "Hey, you're fine. Don't worry about anything," I tell her.
Her face turns stormy. "Don't worry? I saw a murder scene, and the victim was my friend! Three more kids have died, the police always need to hear from me, and I got a-" she stops suddenly.
"Ally, what did you get?" I ask, trying to be as intense as I can.
"N-nothing," she replies.
"Ally, you're lying," I say to her.
She sighs. "Okay, so I got a-" the bell rings. "Meet me at Sonic Boom after school," Ally says.
"Fine," I reply.
Ally avoids me the rest of the day, probably trying to keep me from interrogating her. But I'll find out soon enough…I hope. She's my best friend, I'm worried about her. Finally, school ends and I manage to catch up to her.
"Ally, what's wrong? You haven't been acting normal all day. Please, just tell me," I practically beg her.
"Wait until we get to Sonic Boom," She tells me.
"Ally, I'm worried about you. You haven't been acting normal," I say to her.
"Whaaaaat? I'm acting completely normal," she replies. She's lying. She always stretches out the word "what" when she lies. Like she just did.
"Ally, you're lying. Will you please just tell me what's wrong?"
"No Austin. Please, can you just wait?"
"Fine," I sigh. I'm not happy, and she knows it.
"Look, I'm sorry, I just can't talk about it," she says. "But I can show you."
ALLY'S POV
I hate keeping secrets from Austin. But right now, there isn't a lot of choice. I know I can't outright talk about it, so showing him is the best option. I just hope he'll handle it well. Because if he was in my position, and I was in his, I couldn't handle it. I can hardly handle it when I'm the one with the problem. But if it was Austin…somehow that would be worse. I was already scared. No, really scared. Because I had received a note. From the murderer, or as he/she called themselves, the Shadow. That was the name found at every crime scene. The only thing that the murders have had in common. Except for the fact that every person was killed in some horrible, gruesome way. Each one was different. Sam had it the best, her death was the fastest according to autopsy reports. One person was hanged, and had "SHADOW" carved deeply into both arms and legs. Another was found with deep gashes on their back and "SHADOW" written across their t-shirt…in their own blood. The third person was hardly recognizable, with "SHADOW" carved repeatedly across their body. Each time, the murder was more and more torturous (1). I'm next, if the notes are accurate. And they are. Every person dies a week after receiving their first note. So by Thursday of next week, I'm dead. Murdered. Most likely in an awful, unspeakable way. Because high school isn't hard enough without death notes from a blood thirsty killer. When we got to Sonic Boom, Austin grabbed my arm.
"Now will you tell me?" he pleads.
Despite the circumstance, I have to laugh. "Austin, we aren't even in the store yet. Let's go up to the practice room where we can talk privately," I tell him.
Austin pouts for a second, then takes off, sprinting through the store, dashing upstairs to the practice room. I walk up in a more civilized fashion, and the moment I walk through the door, Austin asks "So now will you tell me?"
I close and lock the door. The entire store doesn't need to hear this. Taking a deep breath, I prepare to start telling the story…but instead I burst into tears. Austin doesn't try to force it out of me, for now at least, instead he comes up and wraps his arms around my waist. I put my arms around his neck and cry into his shirt.
AUSTIN'S POV
I hate when Ally is sad. I don't know what's wrong, but it must be a pretty big deal. Ally seems really small and vulnerable, but she's mentally strong. Something has her shaken up. Really shaken up.
"Hey, Ally, you're okay," I say, rubbing her back to try and soothe her. She mumbles something in response. "What?" I asked her.
"No I'm not," Ally replies. "I may be a lot of things, but after this morning, I am anything but okay." Her eyes are red and puffy from crying, and her face is damp.
"Ally, I don't understand. What do you mean? Why aren't you okay?"
She sighs. "I really didn't want to tell you this. I know you're going to freak out," she solemnly tells me.
"Ally, Austin Moon doesn't freak out," I say to her.
"Yes you do," she says with a small smile.
"Okay, so I sometimes freak out," I admit.
"Austin…I…well…" Ally couldn't get the words out. Not in a way that made sense to me at least. She sighed and stood up. "I'll show you."
Ally came back with a piece of notebook paper and handed it to me. Her hands were trembling. Actually, her entire body was shaking like a leaf.
I suddenly had a bad feeling. The murders…all the victims had received notes.
"Ally, this isn't one of those…death notes…is it?" I asked. She nodded slightly.
"Just read it," she tells me. I unfold the paper. My hands are shaking just like Ally's were earlier.
Hello Allyson. I hear you saw my first crime scene. Lovely, wasn't it? But here's the thing: You know too much. And that knowledge isn't good for me. Your days are numbered now. Tick-tock.
I looked up at Ally. "Why wouldn't you tell me this earlier?"
"I didn't want the whole school to know. And I was, well, I still am, afraid that you won't want to be my friend to save your own skin," she confessed.
"Ally, listen to me. If anything, this note is going to make me stay as close to you as possible. I don't want you getting hurt," I told her. "I won't let anything hurt you, I promise."
"Austin, you can't keep that promise. I'm might as well already be dead. There's nothing anyone can do-" I cut her off by kissing her. She seemed surprised, but kissed back after a moment. When we broke apart, I looked directly into her eyes.
"I promise," I say, just loud enough that she can hear me, "that nothing is going to hurt you."
I added an Auslly moment at the end! I decided to keep some romance in it, to make it more interesting. And because seriously, that was the best ending I could imagine for this chapter. Thanks for the reviews from last chapter, read and review! Still looking for characters (not to play the murderer or a victim. I'm not THAT cruel) so keep submitting characters! I'll use as many as I can. I need:
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1) Sorry if this seemed really dark and disturbing to anybody. My writing can sometimes come across like that to people...
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-Morgan