A/N: First I just wanted to say thank you to cezar139241 for warning me about yesterday. I am just a casual reader and writer so I'm not on the forums and such so I don't get the information. Ok so everybody wants to know what happened to Austin. Well here it goes.

Chapter Two – A look into the past

Ally POV

I heard a scream coming from the practice room and ran up the stairs as fast as I could. I opened the door to see Austin on the floor, shirtless, curled up in a ball. I ran over to him and what I saw scared me. His side was bruised black and swollen. There was no way that happened from falling down the stairs.

"Austin, what happened?"

"Nothing, I'm fine."

As he said this, he tried to stand up but fell back onto the floor panting and sweating.

"Obviously you're not fine now I need to get you to a hospital."

"No! No hospitals! Too many questions."

"Fine, just tell me the truth. What happened to you? This obviously did not happen from falling down the stairs unless the stairs ended in a cliff."

"I can't tell you."

"And why not?"

"Because he will kill me, and then you."

"Who will?"

"I can't."

"Austin Monica Moon I swear that if you do not tell me right now I will call and ambulance and then the cops right now and then they can deal with it."

"Fine, I will tell you, but first can you help me out. I'm kinda in a lot of pain right now."

"I don't know what I can do. I'm not a doctor."

"Just do something, I don't care."

I figured that I should probably put ice on his side to get the swelling to go down, but I was afraid that the weight of ice would cause him more pain. I ran over to the closet and grabbed a bucket and a towel and filled the bucket with water and ice. I dipped the towel into the ice water then wrung it out and carefully placed it on his side. The relief was almost instantly shown in his face.

"Alright Austin now you need to tell me who did this to you."

"My father."

"What? How long has this been going on?"

"About five years now."

"Since you were twelve?"

"Yeah, about then."

"How come you haven't been this beat up before?"

"Well usually he doesn't beat me like this."

"What does he usually do?"

"I don't want to talk about it."

Austin POV

I really didn't want to talk about what usually happens. I went to sit up and my side didn't hut as much as it had earlier but I felt my leg starting to bleed again. I rolled up my pants leg again to examine the cut. I heard a gasp beside me as Ally jumped up and ran into the closet. She returned a few moments later with a first aid kit. She cleaned up and bandaged the cut. When she was finished she gave me a glare that could melt steel.

"Any other injuries that you need to tell me about?"

I pulled down the waistband of my jeans to show her the damage to my hip.

"Anything else?"

"Just my cheek."

She walked back to the closet and returned with more towels. She took the smaller towel and put some ice in it and thrust it at me. I took it and pressed it to my face. Then she repeated the same process that had used with my side on my hip.

"Ok Austin, now you are going to explain this all to me or else."

"Fine, but you have to promise me that you won't tell anyone."

"I promise."

I took a breath to calm myself, still feeling the twinge of pain in my side and tried to keep myself from completely breaking down.

"As you already know, it started when I was twelve. My mom had gone on a business trip for the week and my dad was getting frustrated with everything. I had a tendency to hide out in the basement when he was getting mad, but this time he followed me into the basement."

"Wait, Austin, are you alright? You're shaking."

I hadn't realized it but I was shaking and about to break down and start crying. Ally wnt over to the couch and grabbed the blanket that was thrown over the back. She returned to me and wrapped it around my shoulders, then carefully put her arm around my shoulders.

"A bit better now?"

"Yeah, thanks."

"Ok, you can continue now."

"Right, so anyways, this one day he followed me into the basement and came up behind me. He started caressing my sides and hips; it was weird. Then he started pulling my clothes off and grabbed a rope and tied my hands behind my back and pushed my onto my stomach on this table. The next thing I knew, he didn't have any clothes on either. And my father raped me."

A/N: You like? I sure do. It will get even better soon. I will post a new chapter tomorrow when I wake up (which could be 8 am or 2 pm who knows). I just want to say thank you to anybody who reads my stories. I love writing them. Please review!

Stay true

~Jess

Funny little side story:

I have been writing this story in a notebook and yesterday I was working on it and I had to go get something so I left my notebook on the couch. When I came back in the room my mother was about to pick up the notebook. "Mom, don't touch my book!" "I just want to see what you are writing since you read all of my books." "You asked me to read those. I don't want you reading mine. There is a huge difference." "Fine." I thought it was funny.