I know, I'm horrible. I am so sorry for that long wait, but I hope you like this short, yet interesting chapter.

"Tell me it's not true," Dallas barged into my room, "Ally, tell me it's not true!"

I looked down and nodded slightly. "It's true."

"Why wou-"

I jumped up, "Becuase they want me! They found me! They're after me again!"

It went silent. The only thing you could hear was the soft patter of the raindrops hitting the windows.

Dallas looked at me. "W-what?"

"They found me, Dallas..."

"Ally," he licked his lips, "I'm talking about pushing Austin away two weeks ago, the argument you had? Who's after you? That's impossible, because Lena's..." His eyes went wide. "She's here..."

I nodded. "Ally, you need to go! You need to leave!"

"I know Dallas! But what is everyone going to think, huh? 'Oh, Ally cant handle the real world so she's running again.'"

He looked at me sincerely. "Nobody is going to think that, Ally..."

"How do you know? Huh, Dallas? Do you even know what I have been going through these last two fucking months? The staring, the constant bitching about me? Do you?!"

He swallowed and looked at him. "Im sorry, I don't."

"Exactly," I said, my eyes beginning to burn, "I'm leaving. Before Lena can get me, before Carter can get to me again," I went on packing then walked down stares then stopped and opened the door.

It was raining violently, the sound of the rain hitting the floor sounding painful.

"I'm leaving before Austin gets to me even more, before I can hurt him, or hurt anyone again, Dallas."

"Ally-"

"No!" I screamed. My body shook, the cold weather hitting my half exposed body. "No... I'm going."

I turned around, expecting the door to be open for me to walk straight out.

But there he stood. Dripping wet from the rain, body shaking like an earthquake.

I swallowed, the tear's welling up in my eyes. I looked at him, licked my lips, looked back at Dallas, then ran to my car.

I couldn't stand the thought of thinking that Austin had heard that. Its true, he's getting to me, but for him not to be hurt, he has to stay away.

I have to stay away.

But my mind right at this moment? Its telling me to turn back, run into his arms and just have pure comfort.

But I can't.

And its killing me.

I stood there, watching as her fragile body drove the car away down the road. I had so many questions, my head hurt. I turned back to look at the boy still staring at me.

I licked my lips. "So, you must be Dallas?"

He coughed and nodded, "Come in. You must be freezing, man."

I sighed out a small laugh. "Yeah."

"I think I have some spare clothes. You want them?"

"Do you mind?"

"Nah," He shook his head.

"Then yeah."

He handed me a pair of sweats and a t-shirt to change into. I nodded gratefully and began to walk towards the bathroom.

Stupidly, I turned round to face the brown-haired boy. "Uh... where's your bathroom?"

"Up the stairs, first door on the right."

"Thanks."

When I came down, Dallas handed me a coffee and we sat at the table in the kitchen. It was awkard at first, but I had too many questions to be quiet.

"Who's..." I coughed. "Who's Lena?"

Dallas placed him coffee down and ran a hand through his hair. "Lena is the woman who owns L.S.A.T."

"What's that?"

He licked his lips. "Lena's Secret Agency Team."

"Secret agency? Why would..." Then it clicked my mind. "Ally's a spy!"

"No," He said. Then he thought about it. "Well, yes, kind of, we both are. We'll, she was, but she stopped and moved back here."

"Why did she stop? Why did she start?" I had too many questions.

"Ally has always been a strong headed woman, always had things her way, always had a bubbly attitude, but then her dad died, her mom re-married-"

"Carter Stephenson," I butted in.

"Yeah," He nodded. "But then Carter... he did pretty bad things."

"Like?"

He shook his head. "That's her place to say, sorry dude."

I nodded. "So why does she block everyone out now if she used to have a fantastic, positive attitude for everything? And why does she push everyone out?"

He coughed and looked down, "There was this boy called Connor, and they dated, but then he changed, hurt her really bad, like her step-dad did and left her beaten. She believed that everyone only wanted her for certain things. Then she got close to other people, she told them the truth, and they left."

"Why did they leave? What is so bad it traumatized everyone?"

The kitchen door slammed shut, and there she stood. "My step-dad raped me, I have burns covering the middle part of my body from trying to save Dallas from a fire and I... I killed someone."