HEY FRIENDS. As usual I got so many fantabulous reviews and it just makes me so happy. Guys seriously. I'm not even kidding, I love receiving every single review. . . .

ANYWAYS

I felt really bad last time by making you guys wait so many months…I think it was months anyway. ANYWAY I decided to try not to make that mistake again. SO I know this update still has been a long while but it hasn't been as long as the last updates long while huh? (Hush it makes sense.) Don't think about it

OH BTW, if your not busy you should totally check out my recent fic, LOVE BITES. IF YOU LIKE AUSTIN AND ALLY THEN IM SURE YOU'LL LOVE IT.

OH great. Now you have to check it because you're intrigued. Darn you Sydney…Darn you.

(I'm Sydney btw if you didn't know that already. I'm not darning all the random Sydney's out there.) Or am I.

ANYWAYS ANYWAYS ANYWAYS

Enjoy. (;

ALLYS POV: (Saturday)

I ripped open the stainless steel doors on the fridge and grabbed a water bottle, chugging it down. I slammed the empty bottle on the counter, panting, and focused to catch my breath.

Sweat slowly trickled down my hot forehead and ran down to the tip of my nose. I kicked up my ankle behind me and stretched to relieve my aching calves.

Have I mentioned how much I hate the heat in Miami? It wasn't humid and hot, back in Denver. It was always either cool and crisp or a nice comfortable warm. But I wasn't going to let a little weather change affect my running.

Running has always been an escape for me. Whenever life decided to become a bitch, or when everything starts to fall apart; running is always there.

Usually my runs are motivated by regular things like, my mom and I had a fight, or my mom is annoying me, I'm missing my dad, or to just simply get away from everything.

Today it was something new. It's been bugging me in the back of my mind for a few weeks now, but the whole thing is now, front and center and is jumping up and down screaming at me.

"Freakin…..why….Stupid Austin…" I grumbled under my breath as I sipped the rest of my water.

He shouldn't be acting this nice to me. I've told him off, I've yelled at him, I fucking punched the guy! And he has to be all gentlemen like and drive me home, and comfort me after my brutal mother.

I never wanted him, or anyone to get close to witnessing my mother, let alone see me cry!

I have to make sure that never happens again, and to do that means my wall has to go up, and higher than it's ever been before.

The sound of footsteps coming down the stairs caught my attention. Not a second later my drunken mother sulked into the kitchen; empty bottle in her grasp.

Her stressed brown eyes looked me over once, followed by a grimace.

"You look like shit." She finally sneered, referring to my messy ponytail with the wet strands of hair sticking to my flushed face.

I rolled my eyes. "Your one to talk." I said back without even having to look at her. I knew she looked like she usually does.

All she wears is her ratty old, stained, cloudy blue bathrobe; her shoulder length brown hair in a knotty messy bun and her empty bottle to tie it all together.

I took a quick glance to see that my suspicions were confirmed.

"You look like a slut dressed like that." She remarked carelessly, referring to my sports bra and yoga pants.

I gripped the kitchen counter tighter, trying to keep my cool. If we were to get into another fight I would have to go for another run.

"I was just out for a run mom." I said calmly.

She dragged her feet across the floor and stood across the island from me. "Huh?" she scoffed, "Did I just hear you call me mom?" she chuckled. She actually chuckled.

The scent of alcohol was so overwhelming it nearly made me gag. It's 8 o'clock in the morning, on a Saturday. I thought in disgust.

"Isn't it a little early for that, Penny?" I spoke pointing at her bottle, and emphasizing her name, since apparently "mom" is too much for her to handle.

"No," she stated sternly. "Why don't you mind your own business, Allyson?"

"Cause it seems like I'm the only one who's been keeping my shit together, while your drunk ass seems to be only capable of pestering me and drowning yourself with every alcoholic drink you can get your hands on!" I snapped.

The next thing I knew I heard a smack and my right cheek started to tingle with a stinging sensation from my mother's hand.

I cupped my face as the pain grew, and I gaped at my mother. Never had she done that before. Although we've had more brutal arguments than what had just come up, it had never come to physical actions. I swore to myself that I would never under any circumstances lay a hand on my mother. Cause even through all this, she was still my mother, and physical violence was just a line that I was to never cross.

Apparently she didn't see it that way.

I turned and walked my way towards the stairs without saying another word.

"Where the hell do you think you're going?" She yelled after me.

I didn't glance behind me and continued my way upstairs. This was not going to keep going. It ended here, or I would have to pay the consequences.

"We are not finished here, Allyson."

This made me halt in my tracks. I turned my head to look a little bit over my shoulder. I couldn't fully face her with out bursting into tears at the moment.

"Haven't you've done enough? What more is there Penny? You fucking slapped me; I am your daughter for crying out loud. We're finished. Don't expect me to talk to you anytime soon. Good luck trying to take care of your drunk ass." I hissed.

Before she could slur another word I climbed the rest of the stairs and went into my bedroom, slamming my door behind me, just before the first tears began to roll down my face. I planned on going for another run later.

AUSTINS POV: (Monday)

I arrived at school a little earlier than usual. I had left my house at my normal time, but forgot that I wouldn't be making any stops on the way here. When I pulled in my parking spot was open still, so I figured I beat Ally here. I parked in the spot next to it anyway. It's just a parking spot, not that big of a deal.

I sat back and decided to wait for more people to show up. As the cars started to file in, I kept my eyes peeled for a certain Red, Blue, Black, Silver, Yellow, or White motorcycle.

I sat there for an extra ten minutes, still no sign of Ally. I would have to go to class soon in order to not be late. At last, the rumbling sound from an engine grew louder as Ally rolled in on the same silver motorcycle she used on Friday.

Grabbing my bag, I got out of my car and casually walked over to Ally as she pushed down her kickstand and undid her helmet.

Today she wore a vintage grey sweatshirt and black leggings, with her familiar boots.

For crying out loud, even on her lazy days she still looks amazing.

"Hey gorgeous." I spoke smoothly. Flashing one of my famous grins.

She didn't even glance up as she pulled her hair to the side and walked away mumbling. "Leave me alone, Moon."

Her voice sounded stressed and tired. I looked at her confused.

"I thought you were being nice to me?" I asked loud enough for her to hear.

She turned around on the spot and came back to me.

"Well sorry for giving you false hope." She opened her bag and reached in and pulled out a handful of cash, shoving into my hands.

"This is for fixing up my bike and getting it back to me. I don't think this is enough to pay you back but it's all I have at the moment. Thanks again, but-" she paused letting out a sigh. "Just leave me alone okay?"

I looked at the little amount of money in my hands and then up into Ally's pleading eyes.

I didn't want to leave her alone. Not to bug her, but because I wanted to be there for her. I slipped the money back into her bag and she watched me do it, letting out another sigh.

She turned her head and we locked eyes again. This time she looked more irritated. I finally decided I would listen to her. I took a step back. "Okay." I said simply.

Honestly that was the last thing I wanted to do, listen to her. But with all that's going on in her life, based on what I found out, she probably doesn't need some guy to continuously argue with her.

So that's exactly what I'm not going to do.

She looked at me unsurely, raising one of her eyebrows. I could tell that she didn't expect me to give in that easily.

"Okay?" She asked again.

I nodded in confirmation. "Okay."

I adjusted the shoulder strap on my backpack before walking around Ally, and went towards my first class. Knowing that I would see her later, but I wouldn't talk to her.

1 month later.

I set my bag down on the ground beside the lunch table outside. I set my tray down before grabbing my slice of pepperoni pizza, and taking a bite. I slowly chewed as I took my phone out of my pocket and checked my messages, replying to a few but not all.

"Dude what did you get on the test?" Dez asked from across the table.

I glanced up before responding. "I think I got like an eighty, eighty five."

I heard him mumble a "cool" Before he stuffed his face with his mushroom pizza.

"Hey babe," Cassidy started as she sat down next to me. "Your coming to my party tonight right?"

Cassidy and I got back together about 3 weeks ago. Well we never really broke up, but she came over and apologized and begged me to take her back. Let's just say she can be very good at convincing.

Tonight is her birthday party. I already had agreed to go. Just because the party's Cassidy's doesn't mean it's going to be bad party.

"Yeah, I'll be there." I said with a mouth full of cheese and tomato sauce.

As I finished up my pizza, I wiped my mouth with a napkin and announced I was going to throw out my tray. As I walked over to the trashcan I caught a glimpse of Ally sitting by herself at a table.

She had some ear buds in and her feet were kicked up. She wore and brown leather jacket that was over a white tank top, dark jeans and her signature boots. Her helmet was propped up on the table and she had a book in her hands that currently consumed all of her attention, well I think, her eyes were covered with a dark pair of sunglasses.

I haven't talked to her in about a month. Except sometimes in class, since we sit next to each other in almost every class we have together, to ask for a pencil, or what time we get out of class, although the time thing was just my excuse for her to talk me. But I've mostly kept my word. Well, until right now.

I went up to her table and sat down across from her. She didn't look up. I decided to save us both a little time and I bounced chairs till I was next to her and pulled out one of her ear buds. She instantly jumped in her seat and shut her book, and turned to face me. Even though I couldn't see her eyes I could feel her rolling them at me.

"What do you want Moon?" She snapped pulling out her other ear bud.

I chuckled. "Why don't you ever call me Austin?"

"You didn't answer my question." She said flatly.

"You didn't answer mine." I pointed out.

"I asked you first."

"Fine," I gave in, "I wanted to talk to you, and it's been a while."

"I know," She stated, "I was enjoying not being bothered everyday."

I snorted. "Don't act like you didn't miss having me around."

"That's the thing," She picked up a bottle of chocolate milk and took a sip. She swallowed loudly. "I'm not acting."

"Keep telling yourself that. Anyways I came over here also to invite you to a party."

She pursed her lips. "Whose party?"

I choked a little bit. I couldn't tell her it was Cassidy's or else there wasn't a chance she would show up.

"Dez's." I lied.

I could feel her studying me through her lenses. "You're lying."

I scoffed. "No I'm not!"

"Please," she laughed. "I know it's that Barbie bitches party. The whole school has been talking about it."

I couldn't help but smirk at her nickname for Cassidy. It was completely appropriate for her. "Will you come?"

"Hell no." She replied instantly. I couldn't see her complete reaction; her sunglasses pretty much covered half her face.

"Can you take off your glasses?" I asked not being able to not see her face any longer.

Without waiting for her to answer, I reached up and tried to take them off myself. But her hand came up and slapped mine away.

I stared at her confused. "What?"

"I-I don't want them off. It's sunny." She stuttered sounding all of the sudden nervous.

I looked up at the grey cloudy sky, no sun in sight. I looked back at her covered eyes, raising one of my eyebrows.

"It's not sunny out here at-" I stopped once I realized she was nervous because she must have been hiding something.

"Take off your glasses Ally." I ordered not asking this time.

"Excuse me?" She said defensively.

I rolled my eyes before snatching her glasses off quickly so she couldn't slap my hand away again.

When I could finally see her face my stomach lurched and my jaw dropped. The whole side of her face was various shades of black and purple and was slightly swollen. I didn't understand how her sunglasses managed to cover up at least half of it.

"A-Ally? What happened?" I managed to choke out. I traced my finger around it lightly. She winced and grabbed her sunglasses back and put them on.

"It's not your fucking business Moon." She hissed before she stood up harshly, picked up her stuff and hurried away before I could get in another word.

I sat there for another moment trying to comprehend what I just saw/happened.

That bruise couldn't have been an accident or self inflicted. Someone did that to her, and my gut feeling told me who did. The thought chilled me to the bone and I prayed with everything I had that I was wrong.

Heyyy sorry this is so short. BUT HEY ITS SUMMER. So I'm hopin I'll be able to get you guys updates quicker.

I know this chapter is really bad as in bad things happening and really sad, but it might get better. I said might. I don't yet know where this is going.

Review cause I love you and don't forget to check out my new story Love Bites.

Thank you guys for sticking with me It means a lot.

~Sydney (: P.S I'm signing with my actual name now. So yeah hey I'm Sydney.