"Ally. Is that the real you?" The half sober girl nods.
"Yeah, long time, no see Trish." She brings Trish into a hug, she missed the fiery Latina. Trish spots the 2 bottles on Ally's dresser. Ally sure doesn't like to mess when she drinks.
"Ally, are those yours?" Trish asks, worryingly.
"Yeah, Trish. Geez, I'm not drunk... Yet." She playfully shoves Trish.
"Ally. How long has this gone on for?" She crosses her arms. The brunette sighs.
"1 year and 3/4's."
"What the fuck am I going to have to do to fix your ass?" Trish sighs. "It hurts doesn't it?"
"Yeah." She sighs.
"What? She has a drinking problem?" Austin whisper shouts. I mean, it's something Austin would do. You know, eavesdrop on their conversation.
"Wow. I was right." Dez shakes his head.
"What?!" Austin asks.
"Ally has a split personality." Dez explains to Austin.
"Really?"
"She always has these moments by herself or debates to herself and mostly when the day starts to end." Dez explains. "They were always about drinking, her mum and you."
"Me?"
Ally hears Austin through the door, she rolls her eyes.
"Yes you." She opens the door to reveal Dez and Austin on the floor from leaning on the door.
"Ally..." Austin was clearly shocked at this new Ally, or hidden side of her.
"Austin, we all know that's her name," Dez says with a monotone, "Gosh, and I was the stupid one." (A/N: had to add a little Dez In there!)
"Dez, how about you shut up?" Trish slaps his ear. Ouch.
Dez and Trish leave the duo alone, Ally sits on a chair, sighs heavily. Then she twitches.
"What just happened?" Her fake persona has returned.
"Shut up Ally, dear. It's bedtime." Ally tried to gain control, her hand letting go of the beer on the ground, spilling it's contents.
"No! You made a fool out of ourselves! Why?! I'm so ashamed. Look how much skin you're showing!" Fake Ally hugs her chest, eyes closed, she's huddled in a ball.
"I don't care. You don't know how much pain I've gone through. Now it's your turn for the night!" Real Ally clenches her fists, punches the mirror, which creates five cracks from the path of her knuckles.
"Ally. Slow down." Austin approaches her carefully. He clearly hadn't seen her this distressed before.
"Why?" She said quietly, "You don't even know me," she muttered, "The real me." She cries into her hands, mascara staining her palms with each tear that escaped her unstable mind.
"I do-"
"No. You know the fake one."
"Okay. What's your name?"
"You know that one."
"But that's what the fake one told me, remember?"
"I'm Alice. Alice Eleanor Dawn."
"You have a beautiful name, Alice."
"You can still call me Ally if you like."
"Sure, now I'm aware you know who I am but I want to know you better." Austin stares at Ally and points at her, he strokes her cheek.
"Okay. I'm Alice, I love music. What a shame that's what the fake one stole away from me. My mum and dad are divorced, my Mum verbally abused me. That's why I'm like this."
"Oh. You didn't need to tell me."
"But Aus, it would've come out the worst way possible so I had to tell you now."
"Okay, carry on."
"My dad went to the hospital one day, nothing major. But the doctors there noticed something weird about me. They didn't know my past, but they could certainly tell by my 'behaviour'. My real self was arguing with my, well, fake self. You could imagine my Dad's reaction when I told him what my Mum had said to me, and the worst thing was, I quote, it sounded like I recited those words, and I didn't look affected by them whatsoever. And then that's when I realised it was real. I am sick, there's something weird and so horrible about me. And then that's when I hid myself away, but now I'm so sick of it, it's turned into a routine."
"Alls, do you want to go home?"
"I'm not finished. You know how much I cried afterwards, after the day I met you?"
"God no, Ally. I'm so sorry."
"I cried so much, so very much Austin. The pain was unbearable. You didn't know who I really am. That's what was so painful. I thought I would never get to show you that this," she gestures to herself, "this Austin, is me."
"I'm glad I met you. I'm so glad." He pulls Ally into a hug. He smells her scent, vanilla with a hint of cherry. She smells his, a fresh ocean breeze.
"I hope I can stay like this forever." She mumbles into his ear, tightening her grip on him at the same time.
"Me too." He kisses her head and closes his eyes. He likes this Ally as much as much as the other one... If not maybe more?
But of course all good things come to an end. Well that's what Dez and Trish thought.
But after that day, Ally's fake persona came back. Her real self didn't come out at all in the day. Ever again. Except from the nights, when Austin would sneak in her window, take her outside, and comeback with memories, but that's another story.
a/n: that's my way of saying there will be another oneshot or epilogue. Yay.
Dont own anything but the plot. And no, I don't mean to offend anyone and. Stuff.
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