Hey, it's Kiyomi! Oh my gosh, still less than 24 hours since publishing and you guys keep showing up, I feel so loved! So this is all I have pre-written...I'll start writing more now!
Austin: I don't like this chapter
Ally: YOU'RE NOT THE ONE GETTING RAPED!
Austin: ...sorry
Me: Oh hush down love birds, fight then fuck, kay? *Glares at Ally* You may get Austin in most fanfics and on tv, but let me just say, he's mine. I ship you two on tv and in stories, but he's mine. Get it? Got it? Good.
Ally: Whaaaa?
Austin: Kiyomi, you need to sit at your computer, and relax, maybe type up more. Then you can write another story where it's just me and you.
Me: O-Okay Austin. *Begins to write a story about Ausomi WHICH IS THE DIRTIEST FANFIC EVA*
Austin's Point of View
After that scene with Ally on the table, that shit for brains remembers I'm here, so he takes her out of the basement, locking the door behind him. Dallas...he took her... I'm so sorry, my own tears fall as I hang my head, my hands ball into fists. I count the second in my head to see how long she was gone for, so far 10,000 (Author's Note: Close to 3 hours). I hear a click of the door and watch as Dallas returns with Ally who is unconscious and tie back up. Dallas unties Ally and I then goes up to the door and takes every precaution so that we won't leave. However, as soon as we are untied I race over to Ally, her face is broken and bleeding, but she is still as beautiful as ever. However she smells like that bastard now.
I'm a womanizer, although I've never had sex, I know how to make a girl happy. At this point, I'm not sure that there's anything I can do to help. All I know how to do to make a girl feel better is hug them, whisper lies into their ears which they mistake as flirting or compliments. Just to make them happy. I also know to kiss them, this might not be a good idea considering what Ally just went through. I press my lips against hers anyway and close my eyes, when she cringes I jump back, and almost hit my head against the wall, why am I getting on top of her when she had just been raped? Stupid Stupid Stupid! You've fucked up forever! YOU'RE NO BETTER THAN DALLAS WHEN HE FORCED HER! That last thought almost made me cry. I hurt her...We sit there in complete silence for what felt like eternity. Until she looks up at me and smiles. Thank god for that smile. I take her tiny hand in mine, but yet again she moves away. I should stop trying. I suddenly realize how cold she must be in just a tank top and skirt. So only for a second I get near her to put my hoodie on her. She still cringes! However she lays down and curls up in my hoodie, the scene makes my cheeks feel hot. After an hour her breathing pattern has slowed down, she has to be asleep. My hand begins to run through her hair and I realize that I need to ask this now. I can feel my heart begin to race and I have to wipe the sweat away from my hands with my jeans. I need to give her space...
-Next Day-
Even though no light is in the basement, I can tell it's morning by the sounds of footsteps upstairs. I've been awake all night, that can't be healthy. My eyes feel puffy, my arms and legs weak, I just...want to protect her now, like I couldn't do before. When I see her move I scoot a bit closer.
"Ally?"
She makes a small moan as she stretches, then whimpers in pain. Last night with abundant time on my hands different thoughts drifted in and out of my somewhat conscious body. I had finally gotten the balls to confess last night while in my state of no sleep.
"Ally…" I nudged her with my hand. That woke her up.
"Austin? What?"
"So...I know this isn't the time or place to say this...but...I may like you...or rather...I never stopped." My cheeks began to heat up, I knew I was blushing. However, my worst fear happened. Ally didn't say anything. She didn't look happy, shocked, confused, nothing, just plain. She simply sat there, staring at me. Shit. I messed up. I don't know how long we just looked at each other, all I know is that Dallas came. When he walked through that door I wanted to hide Ally, or punch him, or escape with her, or all together. I like that idea, however before I could form a plan in my mind, the door closed again and I realized Ally was no longer in the room with me. Deafening screams came from upstairs then moments later, Dallas returned down without Ally. What was going on? A gun was pointed at my head, I remember this one, Dallas owns it. Like a dictator he ordered me up, down, left, and right until we came to his room. He ordered me to open it and I followed orders, only I wish I hadn't. There was Ally…
Well...that was...rape. AND SHORT GOD DAMN IT! So how about this, 5 favorites (2 more technically) and I'll post the next REALLY LONG chapter? Not right away, I have stuff to do. I still have to write it but thanks to the 6 who have followed this story already, and the 4 that reviewed, those are fun to read. Send me an inbox message, kay? Thanks again for reading my story~
Dallas: Geez Kiyomi, I sound like a grade A ass
Me: *sobbing* EVEN THOUGH YOU HAD A GOOD REASON I STILL HATE YOU FOR NOT DANCING WITH ALLY AT TRISH'S QUINCEANERA! But...also thanks for doing that because #Auslly
Dallas: You're so mean
Me: #sorrynotsorry
