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Ally's P.O.V.

The nerve of that guy! To show up at my house, say sorry, and think everything would be okay? But he got what he deserved. He needs to understand that I've changed. I'm not that gullible, starry-eyed, love-struck little girl I was before. I'm a mature, sensible, and intelligent woman who is NOT falling for anymore of Austin Moon's tricks. Or his beautiful brown eyes. Or those perfect pearly white teeth. Or his blonde hair that falls just above his eyes and flops just the right way. Or- "Shut up!" I whisper shouted at myself. I'm not the same girl I was 1 year ago, and he is most definitely not the same guy he was either. I thought about all the things he put me through as I drove to the recording studio, my raggedy brown songbook in my hand. My original destination was Trish's house, but after what happened today? I am most DEFINITELY writing a song about Austin! Since Trish was on my mind, I thought of things she would do after a boy treated her like that. Obviously revenge. I didn't have the heart to tell everyone on Tweeter that Austin Monica Moon was a low-life, selfish, asshole, bastard, jerk face! So I decided to just hurt him. So I decided to post something that people probably would think is just an inspirational message, but Austin would know it was about us. It said:

Get a glass and smash it on the floor.
- Okay, done.
Is it broken?
- Yes
Now say sorry to it.
- Sorry.
Is it fixed now?
- Of course not!
So sorry wasn't good enough?
- Well no, but-
What about glue? Can you fix it by gluing it back together?
- I can try.
Can you still see the cracks?
- Yes.
Will it hold any water? Can it still fulfill its purpose?
- No, but-
Why not?
- Because it's broken.
Because you have broken it.
- Oh.
And it will be forever broken. You couldn't fix it by saying sorry.
- Oh.
Will it still be broken if you walk away?
- Yes.
So you leaving won't fix it?
- No.
Can anything make it the way it was before?
- No.

Do you understand now?

"And twit!" I said triumphantly. I was about to set my phone down, but decided to call Trish instead. "Hello?" She answered to rings later. "Hey, it's Ally. Guess who payed a visit to me this morning." I replied. "Um-" I cut her off. "Austin fucking Moon!" I shouted angrily. "I had a feeling you were gonna say that. When I saw your post on tweeter, I knew it was about him." She responded. "He deserved it. Ha, guess what I told him before I left! 'Tell Satan I said hey when you rot in hell'!" I said, bursting out laughing. But Trish didn't laugh with me. "Trish, why aren't you laughing? That's hilarious, right?" I asked, letting a few more giggles erupt from my throat. All I heard was a disappointed sigh. "No, Ally, that's not hilarious. I also knew that Austin visited because he just called me. He's broken, Ally. Because of you." I shook my head. "And I'm broken because of him." I then let out a bitter laugh. "Who knew you were on his side? Bye." I said as I hung up and pulled into the studio parking lot. I stepped out of my car and entered the huge building.

Austin's P.O.V.

Have you ever had your heart stabbed repeatedly? I have. Have you ever felt like your heart was made out of glass and someone decided to take a hammer and smash it? I have. Have you ever been disgusted by yourself and the things you've done that you've actually considered just curling up in a ball and dying. I have. Right now. The pain that I was feeling was...was almost indescribable. I haven't been so hurt ever in my life. You could actually set me on fire, smash my head a comically large hammer, take an ax and chop my arms off, drive a knife through my stomach, and it would hurt less than my heart right now. My phone beeped indicating that some one I followed on Tweeter just posted a twit. It was Ally. Okay, set me on fire, smash my head with a comically large hammer, take an ax and chop my arms off, drive a knife through my stomach, rip my heart out and shove it down my throat. That still wouldn't be as painful as what just went between Ally and I. And what she just posted on Tweeter! I called Trish but she was no help. She just blamed it on me which made it hurt 10 times more. I messed up, and I know I did. I was stupid and my behavior was unforgivable. But, in the past when my behavior was unforgivable, Ally found it somewhere deep in her heart to forgive me. So many times, too! Why can't she forgive me again?! "Because you're an asshole and you don't deserve her."A voice I thought was in my head said. "I know..." I mumbled to myself. "Good. Than you understand why Ally can't take you back." A voice replied. I turned my head to the source of the noise. Dez. "Dez. What are you doing here?" I asked, attempting to stand up but crashing back onto the floor. "Trish called and told me everything. She said you'd probably still be here. Man, how could you be so stupid?!" He asked yanking me up by my arm. I whimpered and whispered, "Ow...I don't know, Dez. I tried. I tried so hard to change her mind but she won't take me back. I even asked Trish what I should do but I think she hates me just as much as Ally does. You have to help me." I begged. I was still crying. There was a huge spot on Ally's couch from my tears. And maybe a bit of snot, too. He shook his head. "I can't do anything at this point, Austin." He let go of my arm. "You...are a despicable human being. Ally's never gonna forgive you." I shook my head. "No. No, she has to! I can't live without her, Dez! Please help me!" I pleaded, every word that came out of my mouth cracking. He just shook his head again. "I would, but you don't deserve it. And you don't have live without her, Austin. You just have to live without her love." That made me drop on my knees. A fresh batch of tear spilled out of my eyes. "Later." Dez said. I was crying so loud I barely heard it when he slammed the door shut.

Hours later...

Ally's P.O.V.

This what I've come up with so far:

Take A Bow

By: Allyson Dawson

(A/N This song is actually by Rihanna but just pretend Ally wrote it for the story. So, yeah, I don't own Take A Bow.)

Oh, How about a round of applause, Yeah
A standing ovation
Oh, Yeah
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

You look so dumb right now
Standing outside my house
Trying to apologize
You're so ugly when you cry
Please, just cut it out

[Chorus:]
Don't tell me you're sorry 'cause you're not
Baby when I know you're only sorry you got caught
But you put on quite a show
Really had me going
But now it's time to go
Curtain's finally closing
That was quite a show
Very entertaining
But it's over now (but it's over now)
Go on and take a bow

Grab your clothes and get gone (get gone)
You better hurry up
Before the sprinklers come on (come on)
Talking' bout'
Girl, I love you, you're the one
This just looks like a re-run
Please, what else is on (on)

[Chorus]

[Bridge]
Oh, And the award for
The best liar goes to you (goes to you)
For making me believe (that you)
That you could be faithful to me
Let's hear your speech, Oh

How about a round of applause
A standing ovation

But you put on quite a show
Really had me going
Now it's time to go
Curtain's finally closing
That was quite a show
Very entertaining
But it's over now (but it's over now)
Go on and take a bow
But it's over now

"That should do it." I mumble to myself, closing my book and yawning. "Austin's not gonna know what hit him when he hears this song..." I then drift off to very restful sleep.