WOOO! DOUBLE DIGITS, BAYBAY. (Chapter 10, y'know? Double digie for 10? :DD) Sorry, I'm feeling extra obnoxious today. Anywhale, I really want to thank you guys so much. It means a lot to me that I'm new to making Fanfictions and that you guys are so into it. Really inspires me in the future to make more and pursue my dreams of becoming an author. You're all amazing. Thank you x3

Okokok, away from the mushy garbage. I know you're DYING from the intensity of the last chapter, so here you go! *Serves Chapter 10 on a plate*

RECAP

The scream started it's way up from my lower back,

shivered through my spine,

set fire to my throat,

and escaped from my mouth,

making my blood run cold and my ears to pop:

"AUSTIN!"

Allyson POV

As soon as I screamed Austin's name, Elliot smirked that awful smirk of his. I dreaded how it formed on his face. I dreaded how he looked at me. I dreaded his existence. I was about to scream for Austin again, but Elliot clamped his cold hand over my mouth. It was like stone. With his other hand, he pulled a leaking rose out of his front coat pocket. He squeezed the contents of the rose onto my clenched hands with his right palm. He was gone in a millisecond of cold wind, and I didn't feel the pressure of his stony hand on my mouth. I planted my face into my crimson hands, and exploded into a mix of sadness, anger, and embarrassment. He kept trying to bite me. He was either mental or he was a heartless creature who drank human blood. I was a wreck all because of a fictional being. Who wanted my blood. And continued trying to get my blood until I was drained. Literally, physically, and mentally. I cried harder, ignoring the disturbing thoughts. I focused on the roar in my head. It had happened to me again. This time, nobody was there for me. My face was coated in blood from the rose. I tasted the foul liquid as I screamed into my sobbing. My stomach churned. I spit out the ruby red fluid onto the marble flooring of the school hallways, that were freezing against my sweaty and reddened skin. The feeling was like being engulfed in flames, yet being buried in a block of ice. I sobbed harder, and I sunk onto the floor completely, laying on my stomach. Black dots clouded my vision once again. I saw a shadow, once again, kneel down beside me. I faded into darkness.

I woke up with a jolt. Gasping for breath, I looked around the room. I had no idea where I was, but I was in a plain bedroom. The silky bedsheets were splayed over my legs, and stopped right at my waist. My skin was a ghostly white, yet I was sweating. My curly hair was matted down as I ran my hand through it. With a start, I began thinking it was Elliot's room. Another survey of the room, and I noticed it was a woman's bedroom. Silky lilac bedsheets, floral wallpaper, and a fresh vanilla scent that calmed me. I looked around bewilderedly. I still had no idea where I was, but I felt safe. I tossed the bed sheet off of me and I swung my legs over the bed. My toes touched velvety carpet. I eased my feet onto the surface, and stood up. I noticed a window on the other side of the room. It was almost dawn, I could see the sun peeking out over the trees. I made my way over to the window and cupped my hands around my eyes to peek out. I saw miles and miles of forest stretching out before me. It was a breathtaking view. The house I was in was at least three stories high. I couldn't see much detail by looking down below the window. I saw two bright lights coming down the street, and seconds later I realized it was a sleek silver SUV pulling into the driveway. I tried to squint and see the driver, but the windows were tinted. I frowned and backed up. What if I was in a kidnapper's house? What if I was trapped!? I ran over to the door and yanked it open. Oh. So it wasn't locked. I mentally kicked myself for not analyzing the situation. I slowly walked down the hallway, nervously glancing around for any signs of danger. I heard a door creak open from downstairs, and I froze. Right at the top of the staircase. Fuck. My. Life.

I remained frozen at the stop of the stairs, gulping. What if whomever brought me here was angry I left the room I was placed in? I badly wanted to run back to the bedroom, but the hallway floor was wooden. The person downstairs would hear my rapid footsteps echo. I heard flip flops clack from where I was. So it was a woman. Hopefully. I took one very subtle step backwards, away from the staircase. I then heard a hard clomp of boots follow after the flip flops. A man. Now that's what scared me. I heard two muffled voices from where I was. I then heard dishes clanking, cupboards slamming, a sink turning on. Everyday kitchen noises. I swallowed again after I heard three more sets of hard footsteps walking around downstairs.

I took a few steps back, trying to hear what was going on over the sound of my beating heart. I took a deep breath, and stepped closer to the staircase. Being the curious person I was, I had to see what the people were saying. It might've been a way to know where I was staying. I sat down on the top stair, and leaned forward, my arms wrapped around my knees. "Do you know if she's awake?" I heard someone ask. I knit my eyebrows together. A small female voice answered. "Not sure. I checked in on her before I left this morning. She was sound asleep." I leaned closer and strained my ears. "I'll go see." The other person told the feminine voice. Shit. I sprung up from the step, trying to run as fast as I could and still be quiet as a cat. The person was already halfway up the staircase. Bloody hell. I sprinted to the bedroom door, and tugged at the doorknob. I banged my forehead on the door in frustration. The person had made it to the top of the staircase. I clenched my teeth. Curiosity killed the Ally-cat. I was still breathing heavily. My eyes widened as I felt a cool breath on my neck. I spun around, my body flattened up against the locked door. My eyes widened and my mouth opened in shock when I saw the person. I was face to face with Austin Moon.

Austin looked down at me with his head. I had to look up at him with mine. My neck was actually starting to hurt. Austin's face seemed calm and motionless, while mine was registered with initial shock. I searched his face for any emotion whatsoever, but I had no response. I opened my mouth to say something, but all that came out was a squeak. He blinked slowly, his long blonde eyelashes curling up. He had his arms crossed over his chest. "What're you scared of?" he asked after a moment of us staring. I gulped. It was the first time I spoke clearly without stuttering. "Elliot." I stated, still shaky. He curtly nodded in understanding. "He won't find you here, Ally." he told me. I looked down at the floor. Mostly to give my neck a break from looking up at Austin. My hands slowly slid down from the locked door to my sides. I raised my head back up. "Where am I, anyway?" I asked him. I must've been far away from home. With a mental kick to the gut, I realized my father had to be worried sick. I didn't come home from school or call him. I bit my lip with guilt. "My house." Austin replied. His house? My normal self slowly started to form. "Whose room is this?" I asked him, tapping my fingernails on the locked door behind me. "Kira's. We put you in there since you passed out in the school hallway. We didn't know where you lived." he stated smoothly. I knew he was lying right to my face, but I couldn't question it. I was still a nervous wreck. Plus, he let me stay in his house. Even if he might've hated me. He said that he didn't, but I never got an answer on that rooftop. About anything.

I told myself to confront him about it. I blinked multiple times, then stopped. I couldn't let myself do any of my old habits. Like blinking a lot. Or to chew on my hair, which I desperately wanted to do. I glanced down at my wrists. They were still a sickly yellow from the first time Elliot tried to confront me. I raised my hand up for Austin to see. "He could've done something worse, couldn't he?" I asked disorientedly. He nodded in response. I started to bite the inside of my cheeks. Another old habit. "Thank you." I blurted. His calm eyes snapped open. "For what?" he questioned. I sighed. "You know for what. And it's not just for saving me from Elliot more than once." He gazed down at me from his tall height. "Then.. for what else?" he asked. "Protecting me."

Twenty minutes later, Kira was standing in the opening of..well..her room. I was sitting on the edge of her bed in my old green tank top and black sweatpants. "Ally, you need to get a new wardrobe. I need to be honest with you." she criticized. I scoffed, then blew a piece of hair out of my eye. She then looked to Austin, who was leaning against the wall across the room. "Out." She barked. His eyes glistened playfully. "I'm not touching anything, though." he smirked. "Rules are that I can't touch any of your stuff, and I'm not." He smiled in my direction. I raised a corner of my mouth. "She will be trying on my old clothes. And you're not staying here for it." she snapped, looking around her closet for clothes. "What if I want to?" he challenged. I blushed a deep scarlet, and I looked down at the floor. "No!" she yelled. "Out, out, out." She had turned him around and was pushing him out the door. "Ally will be downstairs in a bit! You can stare at her then!" She slammed the door behind him. I blushed a deeper red if it was possible. "Sorry about that. He's a real gentlemen. He would've left even if I wasn't pushing him out." she assured me as she bustled around the room, going through makeup bags and clothes. I chewed on my lip. "Kira, I'm not really interested in the whole..clothes..thing." I was searching for a better vocabulary in my head. "Nonsense!" She called from her walk-in closet. "We won't work much on your wardrobe today, but I wanna mess with your hair a bit." she said as she walked out into the open, looking at a plaid shirt. I frowned. "Why?" I spun my finger around the golden highlights. "I don't like how the highlights look on you. How about we dye it a chocolate brown?" she asked. I furrowed my eyebrows. "But I like my chestnut brown better." I whined. She gave me a pointed look. "If we dye it a chocolate brown, it'll look shinier. Plus, we'll curl it in smaller ringlets. Not that you don't look nice with the wavy ones. In my book, smaller is bigger!" She cheered. I rose an eyebrow at her. "That made no sense whatsoever. But I'll go with it, I guess."

I was standing in front of a widespread bathroom mirror as I dried myself off from my shower. Kira was setting everything up for the dying. I nervously glanced over at it. "Do I have to, Kira?" I complained to her. She slammed down a hair brush onto the counter. I supposed that was her way of telling me that she was sure. I pouted as she opened up the box containing the dye. "Dry your hair with the hairdryer. I'll be back in a bit." I nodded to her as she left the bathroom, shutting the door behind her securely. I tied a dark green towel around myself tightly just in case, and picked up the hair brush to comb my hair out before I started drying it. I was gonna miss the golden highlights. I had the golden tips for two years before I moved to Miami. But chocolate brown seemed like it suited me better. I took a closer look at myself in the mirror. My hair was straight as a rail since I showered it down. It cascaded down my naked shoulders, the golden pointed out brighter than the top. Like the sun compared to ground. I ran my fingers through it tenderly. "Beautiful." a voice whispered.

Chapter 10: Complete! Jinkies. Took me awhile to get this done. And it's not even good. *Chewbacca cry sound effect* Never fear, a new chapter is on it's way here! And it'll be a goood one. c; PSHHT, DON'T BE A PERVERT.

Credits:

[1]: I DO NOT OWN AUSTIN AND ALLY!

[2]: I got the "Curiosity killed the Ally-cat" from multiple other fanfics. Mind if I use et? Ok, good. cx

Hugs and Auslly;

Valerie x