Miami High's Bad Boy
Epilogue:
Cassidy's P.O.V:
It's been a year. ONE YEAR SINCE ALYSON AND AUSTIN GOT TOGETHER. My sane side says I'm losing it, that it "sees the light", whatever that means! I'm so SICK of her! All lovey-dovey with Austin. I think she does it in front of me too!
It's kinda annoying, you get my drift? Have you had that moment? Your love of your life kissing another girl… It sucks. I don't even know if I should be at school anymore..
–INSANE SIDE BACK-
I think Alyson should go… forever… I have a plan.. it's risky… I could be charged.. but it's for Austykins so who cares! HAHA-HAHAHA-HA
-2 days later- (Yes it's still Cassidy's P.O.V)
I took a knife to school… I got in trouble.. Didn't get it taken away… Yes THAT'S the kind of school we have. OH look! Alyson! Putting books in her locker.. Who's that blonde kid? OH IT'S AUSTIN! Psh, silly me…. Well I'll just… you know..
Ally's P.O.V:
This year has been perfect. Austin is my boyfriend, Cassidy hasn't been annoying us... much.., but still it's been absolutely to DIE for. Here Austin comes!
"Hey Austin!"
"Hey Als" He then goes up to me and kisses me, when we pull back he wraps his arms around my waist while I put my books away.
"Austin! Please! I'm trying to put my books away" I say with an annoyed but amused tone.
"But… Why can't I hug my girlfriend from behind?"
"Because! Books are kind of hard to put away when you're holding me.."
"Try! You can do it Ally!" He started silently chanting 'You can do it!' in my ear while I just rolled my eyes.
Out of the corner of my eye I saw something glisten in the ceiling lights. Cassidy had it behind her back.. I'm pretty surprised she hasn't landed herself in a mental asylum. No offense but the girl is crazy. Everyone knows it.. even her, she admitted it once. I decided to be nice to her.
"Hi, Cassidy.. So how are you!" Austin looked at me shocked, I usually ignored her because of how she sabotaged our relationship, but still.. I felt bad for the women, she lost all her friends in a spam of 3 days because they thought she was crazy.. she kept on talking about me and Austin. Saying we were "never meant to be" all she talked about was us, and I must say it gets annoying to hear about me every day.
"Hi.. Alyson" Ah, the Alyson, she can't say Ally can she?
"I just wanted to.." Red. That's all I saw. Red. Blood all over her hands, under her eyes when she wiped my blood under them.. blood on the knife handle when she repeatedly stabbed me in the stomach. Blood splatter on her clothes, on mine, on my face, on my hands from keeping pressure on the wound. And Austin's shocked face, before he became back into reality and punched Cassidy in the face, and ran to me and put my head in his lap.
"ALLY! PLEASE! PLEASE SPEAK TO ME!"
"I-I-I love you Austin, remember that.."
Then EVERYTHING went black…
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I abruptly shot up from the couch I was sitting on backstage in one of Austin's concerts. I started screaming when I saw red on my shirt. Oh wait… that's just the design of the shirt.. white with some red splatters all over it… well..
"ALLY! WHAT'S WRONG?" Austin yelled while running over to me from the stage door,
"Were you performing?"
"No I just finished! Now what's wrong! Did someone try to hurt you? Was it Frank!? I told him to stop looking at you!"
"No, I just had a bad dream… wait you told Frank to stop looking at me? Is that jealously?"
"Maybe a little… TOPIC CHANGE! What was it about..?"
"It was about Cassidy-"
"No! Her name is now 'C-word'"
"OK the C-word .. well this nightmare is worse.. she killed me this time…?" I answered, more as a question, as I was afraid of his reaction.
"We need to get you to stop thinking about her."
"I can't! She really tried to kill me that day! WITH THE SAME KNIFE IN MY DREAM!"
-Flashback-
"I just wanted to.."
"NO!" Trish yelled and jumped in front of the knife Cassidy was hiding behind her back. Luckily it only hit her in the stomach, once. It doesn't look too deep, since 3 quarters of the knife is basically sticking out of her.
"NO TRISH! AUSTIN CALL 911!"
"OH MY GOD, TRISH! I NEVER LIKED YOU BUT I DIDN'T MEAN TO… I'M SORRY.."
"IT'S TOO LATE TO APOLOGIZE" (A/N : Oh my god that's a Justin Timberlake song.. I was listening to it right when I was writing this) I yelled at Cassidy. Dez, a friend of mines and Austin's tackled her to the ground while Austin called the Police and got an Officer and Ambulance.
"YES! I NEED AN AMBULANCE! AND AN OFFICER! A GIRL TRIED STABBING MY GIRLFRIEND BUT INSTEAD HER BESTFRIEND BASICALLY DID A SUICIDE JUMP AND SAVED HER, NOW HER BESTFRIEND IS HURT, CAN YOU PLEASE HURRY?!"
"What happened?" I asked, tears streaming down my face.
"They'll be here in 5, the police, and an ambulance was driving around nearby.."
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"Please step away from the body. Everyone."
"WILL SHE BE OK!?" I yelled at the officer.
"She'll be ok, she hasn't lost that much blood."
When we got to the hospital, Trish was in a hospital bed with balloons and teddy bears already all around her. It was actually kind of funny how in a spam of 10 minutes all of these things would already be here. She had a bandage wrapped around her stomach with an obvious blood stain in the smack middle of it. She smiled at me, I knew she'd be ok, she always was a strong girl.
-Flashback Over-
Well, Cassidy went to a mental asylum for 50 years for 'stabbing someone out of love..' I don't know that's how they said it. They made it sound like she loved Trish, which I hope isn't the case. The reason she got 50 years is because she stabbed someone, she's violent! They think by the fifty years past, she'll be worn out, and not as 'mentally unstable' as they call it.. They're trying to cure her fast so they won't have to deal with the constant rant of Austin and me.. They say it's making the almost cured patients lose their mind again. So that's what I felt when I heard her talk about us, I was actually going insane!
Crazy world…
Back to Reality, It's been at least 10 years and Austin's a successful singer , I'm his wife.. I don't know if it's kind of early, but we've been happily dating for 10 years, and I guess Austin thought it was time, and proposed, on live television… on Saturday Night Live. So many people.. But I got over my stage-fright and ran up on stage and nodded me head and kissed him with all my might and passion left in me. Cassidy's got 40 more years, and I'm actually really scared of her, I've been having nightmares about her hurting/killing ME instead of hurting TRISH. I used to have the best dreams, with LITERALLY rainbows and unicorns. I am a strange person…
"Ally? Why don't I GIVE you something to dream about?"
"Like wh-" He cut me off by kissing me with so much passion, I returned it though, I wound my hands into his hair while he picked me up and walked into the stylist room and disconnected our lips to tell everyone to get out, they scurried out, giggling every now and then, because they knew what we would be doing, and kicked the door closed with his foot and locked it, pushing me against it while my legs were still wrapped around his waist. I took off his shirt, and….
Well, you know…
I never had a bad dream again, I only had dreams about rainbows and unicorns, pickles now and then, and of course, Austin Moon.
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Authors Note:
PLEASE READ :
To tell you the truth I can't believe I got so many reviews and stuff on a 7 CHAPTER BOOK!
So I must say! THANK YOU! And you CAN make a story you'd thought be longer but wasn't and still get nice reviews and follows, and stuff…
I know –WHY DIDN'T YOU UPDATE THIS LIKE… TEN YEARS AGO!- well, I don't know, I started reading wattpad.. and stopped using the computer as much, but then I got into this program at school called 'iPrep' it's basically Technology, Technology, Technology, Literally, like you look at the classroom "Hey look a computer, OH LOOK a smart board. LOOK A SUPER COOL SWIRLY CHAIR THAT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH TECHNOLOGY! BUT IT SPINSSS. And look a flat screen Tv, that's nice." That'd be your thoughts.
WELL I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO SAY.. UM, sorry for MAYBE freaking you out in the beginning... I Lav You? And I'm Sorry?
Well there's not much to say but…
I LOVE YOU AND DON'T HOLD A BOY/GIRL'S HAND! IT'LL GET YOU PREGNANT. DON'T DO IT.
STAY AWESOME… AND COOL… AND LEGIT… AND SYNONYMS OF AWESOME..
-Alex :3