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My head was pounding as I drove my car to Ally's house. It was raining again today, every single drop of the rain hitting the car was making the bangs in my head louder.

"She hasn't been awake for two days."

Two days. Forty eight hours. That's forty eight hours too long.

"It's bad, man, it's really bad..."

What happened to her? Did Lena get her? Did someone hurt her? I had too many questions still.

The journey seemed to go on for hours, until I finally reached her house. I got out my car and ran to the front door.

I knocked. No answer. I knocked again. No answer, again. I knocked once more, again, again, and again. Actually, I remember knocking continuously until I felt my hand couldn't hit the frame of the door anymore and I stood there like an idiot with my fist in the air.

I coughed and pulled my hand down. "Where... where is she?"

He shook his head and left the door open for me to come in myself. He wore old - looking clothes and a blue Abercrombie & Fitch jumper with stitching out of place around the collar. His hair was a complete mess, pieces flying in different directions, and he looked pale, almost ghost looking.

"She's upstairs," I nodded and went to run up the stairs, but as my foot hit the second one he stopped me.

"Austin," I looked at him, he tried avoiding my eyes. "You have to remember its bad, man, and I've tried waking her up..."

I licked my lips. "Can you... can you tell its her?"

He nodded, "Yeah. I cleaned all the blood and gave her stiches where she needed them, I also got my friend, Charlie, to fix her broken leg."

I nodded. "Please be careful when you see her, she's almost broken."

I shook my head. "Not on my watch, she wont be." He half smiled and sat on the sofa.

I continued my running up the stairs and walked to her bedroom until I stood behind it planning what to do next.

I counted to three, took a breath and opened the door.

The room was dark with a few pieces of sunlight peaking through the blinds. There was pieces of broken frames and torn bits of paper around the room, covering most of her floor.

Then I looked at her, expecting her to be laying down with her eyes shut and the blankets covering her body... but no.

What I saw scared me. She was sitting up, staring straight ahead. She had blood covering her clothes, her arm looked detached and I don't even want to get started on the burns on her legs. Her face... it was marked red, with a newly looking scar going from her left eyebrow down to her lip area.

She was still beautiful though.

I shook my head of thoughts for now.

"Ally, you're awake!" She didn't move, she didn't even flinch.

"A-ally?" I walked over to her bed and sat at the end of it in front of her. "Ally, what happened?"

She blinked and a tear fell down her cheek.

"Ally talk to me, I'm sorry I left I was - Ally?"

She stared at me, her ghostly skin on her face moving as she swallowed. "I don't care..." Her voice was croaky.

I went to grab her hand, but instantly pulled it back at the feel of her winter hands.

"Dallas," I called him. "Dallas!"

I could hear his footsteps coming down the corridor until he barged into the room.

"What? Is she - Ally?" He looked at her. "Ally, oh my god, Ally, what happened? Who crashed into you? How did you wake up? I'm going to kill the son of a bitch."

Again, she stared straight ahead.

I looked at Dallas, who was already looking at me, and shrugged my shoulders.

"Ally, you need a doctor, or a hospital." I said.

Dallas stood up from the bed. "No! She can't... Lena will take her!"

I widened my eyes and looked at him. "So you're just going to let her die?!"

"No, I-I.." He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "I don't want to lose her again..."

I licked my lips, "You wont if she goes to the hospital. If it helps, we'll do shifts at guarding her door or something?"

"That's," He thought for a second. "That's pretty good, actually."

I nodded. "I can even get Trish and Dez to do some too."

He sighed and nodded. "Alright, fine, help me get her into the car."

"Got it."


"Okay, Dallas you're going to have to move a little bit faster."

"Im trying to carry three heavy suitcases down the stairs, Austin, I can't go any quicker."

Austin sighed and looked at me. "Why three suitcases?"

I turned my head.

I meant what I said when I told him I don't care.

Liar.

No, I mean it. I don't care anymore. Someone tried to kill me and I almost - I'm nearly dead. You can't just get over it that easily.

You did it with Lena. People tried killing you then.

It was different.

No it wasn't. Admit you're hurt, admit you need him, for fuck sake admit you like him to yourself Ally!

"No, no, no, no, NO!" I screamed. I gripped my hair and shook my head violently.

I felt someone try and grip my arms, "Ally calm down..." I continued to shake my head. "Alls, please... Ally, Ally please!" I ripped open my arms and stared into the pair of big, hazely-brown eyes staring at me with worry.

He smiled slightly. "You're okay, I promise." He kissed the top of my head.

My breathing was eratic, but soon calmed once Austin was in the car holding me. I tried moving, but every part of my nody hurts too much to even move my eyes.

"It's going to take 6 hours to the hospital. I don't want her going to one in Miami, i'm going to go to the Oaklands Hospital just outside."

I felt Austin nod. "Go."

Dallas started the car and began driving. "Lee?"

"Mhmm..."

"Wanna keep you're eyes open for me?"

I shook my head slightly. "I can't... it h-hurts," I swallowed.

"Okay, Lee, we're going to get you fixed okay?"

I nodded, finding myself beginning to fall asleep in Austin's arms.

"I promise you Alls, I will never leave you again. I'm so, so sorry.." He kissed my cheek near my ear. "I promise you." He kissed my forehead and somehow pulled me closer without hurting me.

Honestly? I don't even know I am awake and talking to myself in my sleep with no energy, but It...

What?

It feels good to feel protected for once by someone other than yourself.

You like him, admit it.

I smiled slightly, my eyes still closed. "You're right, I do like him..."