A/N: Hey guys... this is the last chapter I'm writing tonight, I'm restless, I have no school tomorrow so I mean what the hell right?

I do not own Austin and Ally so therefore I must eat go to Duncan Donuts and stuff my face full of the sugary goodness...

StAy AwKwArD xP

Definition of a Perfect Love Cliche`

Chapter 3:

"Running into him"

Ally's POV

December 2nd, 2013 2:05 a.m. ...

The Bus finally came to a halt and I hoisted up all of my belongings than scrambled past the mob of people all trying to gather their own shit together, and stumbled off the bus. I gaped in awe as my eyes glued to the glorious wonders before me, New York in all it's city-light-glory. It almost seemed as if night was nonexistent here, the light made it seem if it was broad daylight at two a.m. A grin plastered on my frozen estate as I marveled at it's wonder. I have always wanted to come and visit Andrew when he lived here in New York, and here I am in New York, not to see my brother though, to escape my father.

After all these years I have been gone from home, I have not even seen one poster, one news report of a missing child. Me. I guess my father either completely forgot me or just doesn't really just a damn. That just goes to show you exactly how he thought of me. Worthless.

I whipped away the stray, lonely tear that was now rolling down my face. No. I promised myself that I would never shed another tear about my past life, never again will I relive those horrid memories.

Sighing to myself I gathered myself together again and dropped my board down on the ground, "Here we go..." I breathed out as I began to skate deeper and deeper into the emerald city.

December 2nd, 2013 10:36 a.m. ...

Sunlight seeped into my skin as the sun beat down upon me. I let a small yon escape my lips as I stretched my limbs having them crack and pop in the process. My eyes fluttered open to see clear skies and a full sun out on this morning, although the sun was warm, the atmosphere was quite the opposite. The cool December winds blew past me as I tried to snuggle more into my over sized sweat shirt. I was pretty sure my ears and nose were about to freeze off by the sudden blast of winter air.

After I departed the bus, I road into the city without any expectations at all, I just wanted to explore. And explored I did because after a few hours of mindless wondering, I eventually found myself in a deserted alley on the outskirts of New York City, where the neighborhoods were. It didn't look all that nice, in fact, this seemed to be a neighborhood that held not the most financial deprived people, a perfect place where I could fit in. I was so exhausted from yesterday's events that I crashed in the alley that I am currently hiding out in.

Snow lined the alley, it sparkled with all of it's brilliance and it's innocence, something in which I could only wish to gain one day. I hope that one day, one day in my twisted life to sparkle with brilliance, to show my true colors. I wish...

my thoughts were rudely interrupted when I heard what sounded like a faint slam of a door, I filched, I don't necessarily want to be caught lounging around in an abandoned alley in the heart of New York. So many unlikely experiences raddled through my mind, I could get robbed, although I don't have any precious items that I possess that would be of any value. Raped? That is a possibility, but once they see how utterly unsanitary and ugly my body is, they would drop me like a dead fly.

"I don't care! I. Don't. Care! You can't control my damn life! I'm not your fuckin puppet!"

I froze.

Those same words, they sound so familiar and... mine.

"Say it again! Come on, I dare you!" My mother exclaimed, and in that moment my whole body quivered in fury. They were testing my patience, that does not stand right by me. I clutched my hands tight into fists, a scowl written across my lips, bullets of sweat rolled their way down my vain exposed forehead. And after that split second of silence, everything I have wanted to ever say for thirteen years came tumbling out of my mouth. Words that I could never take back.

"HOW DARE YOU INSULT ME IN THAT FASHION! I HAVE KEPT MY MOUTH SHUT OVER THESE YEARS AND SAID NOTHING! YOU REALLY EXPECT ME TO KEEP LIVING IN THIS LIFE STYLE FOREVER? DID YOU EVER EXPECT ME TO ONE DAY TO TELL YOU THAT I WOULD LIKE TO DO THINGS ON MY OWN FOR ONCE? FOR GOD'S SAKE! WOULD PLEASE JUST LISTENING TO ME INSTEAD OF TREAT ME LIKE A FUCKIN PUPPET?!"

The memories flooded back in, each word as clear as day... those unmistakable words that will forever haunt me in my dreams. Those words that changed my destiny. Those same words that came from my sinful mouth.

I sunk back into the brick wall behind me, tears threatening to fall from my already glossy eyes. I promised myself that I would never cry over my past... never again. But those words, those words that seem to cut me to the core every time I hear them, send the water fall, send the tears of the life I have ruined with 73 chosen words. Let them flow with regret, pain, and sorrow. I let them fall, vowing them to be my last, my last tears I will let fall. I will not let those words crush me again, I will not let them rule me.

And as if my senses kicked in without me realizing it, I stood up roughly, sprinting down the lonely alley, trying to find the source of the words.

Out of my hiding spot I came, out into the open. I exposed myself to the daylight of New York, I was about losing my mind when I saw a boy standing in the snow. His eyes ablaze with fury, his fists curled into balls at his side as he desperately fought against his anger. His eyes aimed for a petite woman standing in the doorway of one of the houses, the house I was sleeping against.

"STOP IT!" I screamed, my mind exploding with craziness, the words tumbled from my sinful mouth before I had a chance to think.

The boy and the woman's heads snapped to me after my sudden outburst, shock evident in their facial features. They were most definitely not expecting me and all of my being.

"Please! No more words! No more! can't take it! I would let those words rule my life anymore! Don't utter those dreadful words! They cause pain, and destroy whatever sanity you have left! THEY RUINED ME!" I yelled, words jumbled in my brain, they collided with one another, they repeated over and over and over again. A broken record that will never be fixed.

December 2, 2013 12:45 p.m. ...

My eyes snapped open, my breath rapidly pumping in and out of my lungs, bullets of sweat cascaded down my forehead, and my body trembled. I stared at a plain white ceiling, I could spot the splotches of mold, water trying to seep it's way through the ceiling. Wait... ceiling, where am I?

My eyes grew widen at the sudden realization, where hell am I?! A scream ripped through my throat as I shot up straight, I felt as if I was going to go crazy again, I am somewhere where I don't know of, a place I haven't been in for two years...

Footsteps awakened me from my mini ranting session to myself, the woman whom was standing into doorway only just moments ago came running in. Her eyes wide with anticipation, she seemed socked at my mere existence.

"Oh my, dear are you alright?" She asked frantically, what was her problem?

"Who are you?" I sunk back into the cushions, I am in a house with a frantic lady I don't know... sue me for being scared!

"You blacked out after you... yelled." She smiled a small, fragile, smile. I saw sympathy swirl deep in her chocolate brown eyes. Sympathy... I hate sympathy.

August 18, 2012 6:48 p.m. ...

I walked down some random road with little civilization, I think I was in Virginia, but I wasn't sure anymore. Tears feel from my eyes, I know I promised myself that I would never cry again, but today was a special day for me. I day I will never forget, ever. My mother's birthday. She would be exactly 45 today, and I miss her more than life itself.

I mean, she wasn't the worst mother ever. Before my... outburst, she tried her damn hardest to make me happy (besides the whole 'not letting me be me' thing). She was wonderful. When I was younger, she would take me to the beach (which wasn't far from our house so we walked) and watch the sunset. We would the proceed to watch the stars dance above the ocean. I loved her... I still love her. I would do anything to bring her back and comfort me.

I have been walking for God knows how long, guitar in hand and skateboard securely strapped to my backpack. I hugged my side with my left arm, hunched over to conceal my tear-stained features. Why must I endure such a tragic life?

My legs tired from the day's travels, I fell (with control... sorta) beside the road tossing my guitar next to me. I shook off my burden of a backpack tucking my knees to my chin. Silent tears fell from my already weary eyes.

The sun nearly gripped onto the edge of the horizon. Vibrant colors consisted of orange, red, and pink coated the sky in all it's brilliance, completely and utterly breathtaking. The sight that I haven't noticed until I paid attention to my surroundings.

Mom.

Why must one of the most simplistic aspects of nature remind me of my beloved mother? just the hues of the sky can remind me of her, why? Why must it be so hard?

I felt more tears escape my eyes, and with that, I plopped my head on my knees. I wanted to be finished with my sobbing fest, I promised myself!

The rumble of a car motor disconnected me from my thoughts, My head instantly snapped upright to reveal a pale green mini-van that was slowly rolling down the road. And my speculation was proven correct when it stopped right in front of me.

A/N: Yeah I know I kinda left it on a cliffhanger but that just means you will stay tuned for the next chapter right? Right.

Your's truly

Lovely Miss Cherry Topping.

StAy AwKwArD xP