Hello lovely people! It's SmileR5 here again! Teen-Idol would love to have written this, but has been loaded with a lot of school work and would be super busy, which I understand. Therefore, I'm going to be writing this, and maybe the next. Im so sorry this wasn't updated on Friday, but I was also super busy! I hope you like it though!
There are five chapter's the most left, so sad I know!
Teen-Idol and I own nothing, just the plot line and some made up characters.
So, who liked Auslly in the last chapter?! I mean, I had to put something good in there...
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Chapter 25, Part 1—No Turning Back
"You did what Ally!?" Her mother yelled, feeling as if her body had come to a stop.
Hearing that the daughter, who you've tried to keep safe for 17 years and sacrificed everything for, is handing herself into the evil soul that's tried getting her for 17 years and tried killing her, yes killing her, is definitely shocking and breathtaking.
In a very bad way.
Ally walked towards her mum whilst speaking, "Mum, I'm sorry; but what do you expect me to do!? Everyone I love is being harmed! It would just be easier to hand myself in!"
"Not behind my back, it's not! I'm your mother Ally! I've risked so much to protect you!"
"Seriously Ally, stop and think!" Trish exclaimed. "This is crazy!"
"My mother brought me up to do what was right—help out the ones you love! But wait a minute, that wasn't even you, it was your sister. I forgot that you decided to send me away instead of telling me the truth and letting me help you!"
"Ally, you were way too young to understand anything then. It was too dangerous for you to stay in Miami—"
"No! Just ...forget it." The brunette cut her mother off. "I thought you of all people would've understood why I'm doing this. I know that you don't want me to go ...but we could trick him or something, I don't know. We could've worked something out. But now, I'm doing it on my own." Ally sighed and turned away from her mother, heading towards the stairs. "I'm going to my room."
She walked up the stairs, as her mother stood in a state of shock tears, on her face, and past her three best friends and her boyfriend, who watched in astonishment as well.
"Ally wait," Austin said running up to her and spinning her around by the waist. "Let's just sit down and talk about this. We can figure it out—just like you said!"
She looked up at him through her wet lashes, "Talk about what, Austin!? The fact that I'm leaving soon after some phone call is made!? Talk about how I have to do this because otherwise all of you will leave me or get hurt!? No, Austin. This is the final decision. I am going."
"Ally, stop. Come and sit down, and we can talk. Please, Ally." He pleaded.
"Austin, I can't! Don't you understand!? If I don't do this, he will get you and kill all of you and ...and I can't deal with anyone else leaving me! I am going, I don't care what anyone says, and I will not listen to any of you!" She said through sobs, making sure everyone heard her.
It broke her to speak to her mum, her friends, and her boyfriend like this, but she had to. They just didn't understand that she needed to this. And that she was the only one who could do this.
"I'm going to my room, and… and I'm going to wait." She told them, allowing them to know that it was the final time she would speak to any of them for a while.
However, her stubborn, blonde boyfriend wasn't having any of it. "No, Ally. You are not going to try and fight this on your own. You're balancing too many things again! Just stop for a second and think about what you're saying or going to do. You need to—Ally!" He spun her around again, not caring who saw this.
His girlfriend is about to go ahead and get herself killed—again!
He's not going to let that happen.
"Austin, let go of me..."
He ignored her. "You are not going to leave me again. As long as I'm here you're staying by my side!" He still held her, tightly while she tried fighting again his grip.
"Let," She hit his chest with her fist. "Me," She added another punch, "Go!" She was full on screaming at this point, but her cries couldn't be heard by anyone, and her tears were unnoticeable.
She finally gave up fighting and just looked at him with her sad brown orbs, "I can't do this anymore..."
That was it. She broke into a fit of sobs, letting them take over her body as she buried herself in Austin's chest, shaking and not knowing what else to do. He rubbed her back and kissed her head soothingly, but nothing seemed to stop her. She was telling the truth.
She just couldn't do it anymore.
Everything was put on her all at once, and she tried balancing it, but it didn't work.
And that's why she can't do it anymore.
Failure.
She is petrified of it, and no matter how close it was she wouldn't admit it, but now she has and she's given up.
She's failed.
Austin had ended up carrying Ally over to the couch, where he sat down, letting her lay in his arms, while Penny sat in her arm chair, Trish and Ryan on the extra sofa, and Dez on the floor leaning against her legs.
"Who wants a drink, huh? You're probably starving, right? We will sort everything out once you're all fed." Penny offered whilst standing up, gaining looks of pleases from the teenagers.
"I say we tell her everything, that way if she has any information, we can get to Randy before he gets to us." Dez said to the group in a hushed whisper.
Austin nodded, "We can't afford to second guess anything now anyway. As soon as we get something, that'll be the lead."
"I agree. I mean, what else do we have to lose? He's turning us into his own freakin' mind game and its sick!" Ryan added in disgust.
"It's like ..He likes seeing us work our asses off figuring these things out, when the answer is probably right underneath our noses!" Trish then said, earning the attention of everyone, including a certain brunette.
"It's my turn," She said. "That's what Dallas meant, and that's what the letter meant. He had his go, now it's our, my, turn to roll the dice—meaning which way do I want to go next. It's like ...he has Miami set out like his board game and we're the pieces."
It took a second, but then Ryan spoke up again. "Ally, I know you're not in the mood to hear this right now, but you're a genius! Guys, we've been doing all the things he wanted us to do! He wanted Ally to leave, that was his first step, then he made all these deaths, then he tried killing Ally, and now we're home. Don't you see!? We have been too predictable this entire time!"
The blonde then nodded, the realization dawning on him as well. "I can't believe we didn't see this earlier, I mean we would have done what normal people would have done—run away scared for our lives!"
"Exactly." Trish snapped her fingers. "So what is our next move?"
"I say we continue the game for him, we just take wrong turns purposely to make him question himself, and then he will phone me asking what the hell I'm doing—if it is himself that phones me— and we'll just mess him around and go away again, but this time to his hide out." Ally stated.
The foursome around her nodded in complete agreement.
"I'm going to kill this sick bastard once and for all." She finished.
After this, Penny walked in with six coffees on a tray. "One for everyone. Now, let's get on with your plan, shall we?"
"Does everyone understand what's going on and what we're doing? Any questions before we start?" Ryan asked, just before they nodded in return.
"Okay, Dez and Ryan you try and continue finding this address. We are halfway there. Trish and Penny you try to find the clues in the letter—we all know he wants to be found. Lastly, me and Alls—"
He was cut off by Ally's phone ringing. The noise caught them all off-guard, making them all hush into silence while Ally stared down at the screen. Unknown number.
After four rings, she shakily presses the green button, and puts the phone to her ear, waiting for a voice to speak.
"Birdie..." The deep voice comes through the phone. "What a pleasure to finally speak to you."
Birdie: the way he said it was something she did not like. Only her father could call her that, and to hear it again after such a long time, from someone else's mouth was hurtful and painful.
The way he said it was just cruel and horrible.
"J-just tell me what you want." She tried to speak as sternly as possible, but everyone could tell she was utterly terrified.
"You, dear." He chuckled harshly. "You."
"That's all? You mean to say you put up this entire scam just for me?" She let out a sarcastic laugh, trying to play him at his own game. "I mean, you could have done a better job and made sure Dallas kidnapped me better than he did, because then you would have already have me and think of how satisfied you would have been knowing you had me all that time— but now you're practically begging me to hand myself over because you have run out of moves."
Where that came from she has no idea, but she felt good. She felt free finally. She felt like she could do anything and the failure that was there, is fading slowly as she gives her stalker back his own medicine.
"W-well, its not begging, sweetie. It's called mind games. I made you think so horrible that you would have had to hand yourself over because otherwise there would be nothing else you could do. Is that not why you are still on the phone to me?" You could tell he was smirking by the way he spoke.
He thinks he has her, he thinks he is going to break her again.
Wrong.
They have everything planned out now, and she is going to win this, whether she ends up going to him or not—she will win this and get that son of a bitch locked up for good.
"Pinch me. Was that a stutter I heard, Randy?" She spat his name out smirking. She didn't even feel bad about this one bit.
She waited for his answer whilst looking at her friends, mum and boyfriend. They all looked so proud, yet shocked at the same time.
"Now you're speechless. Well, who knew little, broken Birdie could do that to big old Randy, ay? Listen, asshole, take me. Come and get me and I'm yours." The venom was spilling out of her mouth, burning her tongue as she spoke. She hated lying, but if this was the only way to go ...she would continue, for the sake of her friends and her mother.
"Wow, what has given you such a burst of courage sweetie? You haven't been like this before—this is all very different than what I had expected." His voice was harsh and raspy; it was not pleasant to listen to.
"I have finally come to my senses, as should you with Dallas. He is not a good person to have on your team if you plan on kidnapping anyone else." She stated with disdain, trying to withhold the courage she had right now.
"Meet me in 34th street park, the one by the bay. If you do not oblige, don't expect to see anyone you love anytime soon, Birdie. And you can be promised that. And I don't make a habit of breaking my promises."
"Will it be you or someone else?"
He pressed his lips together, causing a very loud squeak to make its way through the phone. "Now, that would be spoiling the game, wouldn't it? And I don't want to ruin the fun. You have to look out for me. Are you going to listen, or do I have to start my killing spree already? Huh, sweet cheeks?"
Now this is what threw all the courage she had out the window. She never really thought he would kill them, but he sounds so certain ...she can't take any chances.
"Okay ...I'll do it. But no one needs to know. I'm doing this for the ones I love ..." She pauses. "I'm ready."
He chuckled lowly, scaring her. "Finally, it's only taken you 17 years..."
He then hung up, and she pulled the phone away from her ear.
She looked round at everyone, the silence coming to an end.
"Game on."
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