Hello lovelies, here's another chapter. I was listening to Breaking Benjamin whilst writing this hence the title.

Enjoy


Chapter 5- Dancing with the devil

"Austin what the hell are we going to do now?" I looked around in desperation as Austin touched our deflated tyres. This was the sixth time she had done this and no matter where we went she always seemed to find us.

"We do what we always do: we run." He looked up and me and went to grab the spare tyres from the back of the car, muttering about how she was becoming an expensive stalker.

I sighed, "Why so she can do this again in the next state? We aren't safe Austin we have tried everything, sleeping in the car, wearing these stupid wigs and prosthetics, using fake ID and different names in hotel bookings. She always finds us." I shake from the cold and from the fear. We were currently in a small motel in Monterey and I was loosing my patience with this bitch. It was becoming increasingly hard to enjoy the towns and cities we were in because we had to leave two damn days after arriving in a new place. There was never any time to settle down. At first she had been subtle with her hint, leaving notes and writing her name on our coffee cups but she had taken to more violent signs recently. Like slashing our tyres every time we enter a motel or leaving a dead rodent or worse at the door of our room. She was uncontrollable and scary good at tracking.

"Well what do you want me to do Ally! I can fucking change the situation! Jesus Christ do you think I like this? Do you think I wanted to leave my friends and my career behind!" he yelled at me from across the car and my eyes stung from the tears I had been holding back for weeks. This was the angriest I had heard Austin since we had started this trip.

"And you think I did! It's not my fault that your fucking ex is bat shit crazy Austin! Its not my fault you made stupid mistakes!" I walked round the car and poked my finger at his chest.

"Just get in the fucking car Ally we are leaving." He gritted his teeth and stared right into my eyes, his full of passion and fury.

"No! I am not moving another muscle, there is no fucking point running anymore! I am done dancing with the fucking devil Austin, the bitch always leads!" I scream into his face and he grips my upper arms, clutching them so hard it hurt.

"Ally get in the car or so help me, you are bringing a lot of unwanted attention this way and don't you think we already have enough of that?" he whispered menacingly and I shivered at the look in his eye, but I was not backing down this time.

"No! We need to call the police, we can't do this alone anymore Austin!" I glare at him and he just shakes his head.

"This bitch isn't just a fan Ally! She was crazy before I left her let alone now. She cut another model's face at a Victoria secret fashion show just so she could wear her costume, she once poisoned her best friend just so she wouldn't go to a party and get with her ex. She's fucking pyscho and she can do so much worse than just slash our tyres if we tell. We just have to keep dancing with her baby until she just gets tired." He held me softer now and his eyes were pleading, all traces of anger gone.

I felt my own anger dissipate and I sighed as I looked at the man I loved. "I hate this Austin, I hate fearing for my life every single day, I should have just died in that hospital and kept you safe." I felt the tears spill over.

"Don't say that, don't you dare ever say that. I would run the world to keep you safe Ally, I would sink ships and crash planes if it meant keeping you safe and there is no way we are letting her win yet, we still have a lot of fight left in us." I nodded and walked round to my side of the car, too tired and to emotionally wrecked to argue anymore.

I knew he was right, there was no point getting more people involved, she had slipped from our grip way too many times to think that the police would manage to catch her. I looked out of the window as we pulled away form yet another temporary home and sighed at what our lives had become. We went from being loved and chased by fans to being hunted down and threatened in one short week.


"Wake up my love," Austin whispers in my ear and I look over to see that we are parked in another motel. I yawn and look around me at the unfamiliar surroundings.

"Where are we?" I look at my phone to see its 7 at night.

"San Francisco, in the first motel I could find, I am exhausted and I need to go find somewhere to buy new back up tyres. Go get us a room okay?" He kissed my head and then passed me his credit card before climbing out and heading to the gas station across the road. I sighed and got out of the car, locking it and heading into the desserted motel.

The lobby looked nice enough, it wasn't expensive or particular clean, but it was warm and it looked safe enough. The clerk behind the desk must have just been legal to get a job and looked as if he would rather be out partying or eating pizza at home than be here but he gave me a fake happy smile as I walked in and welcomed me to motel Harlow.

"Room for two please." I muttered softly so no one else could here, knowing it was pointless but doing it anyway.

"Name." The boy was tapping on the keyboard and looking at the ancient computer infront of him, sighing as he clicked a suitable room and started to fill in my details.

"Mrs Anya Jackson." I muttered and looked around once again, I don't know why we insisted on keeping up the fake names but it just felt too stupid to give our real ones, even if it did just buy us an extra few hours.

"Welcome Mrs Jackson. This is your room key, number 83, floor 3 third door on the right." I nodded and headed towards the lift, texting Austin the directions to our new temporary home and telling him to only bring one bag in, I didn't think we were going to be staying here for very long.

The lift creaked with only my weight and spluttered to life before trudging up to the next floor where an old lady got on with a corgy. I looked at the fat dog in her arms and sighed at how safe the old women must be, to be able to commit to having a pet.

Finally getting to our room I unlocked the door and gave a quick survey of the room, a bed in the middle of the room and a simple desk with lamp in the corner, a small wardrobe stood in the corner and another door led off to what I presumed was the bathroom. Dumping my handbag on the bed I decided to head into the bathroom fro a well- deserved hot shower and hopefully someplace to brush my teeth.

I was not disappointed as I saw the room had not only a shower, but also a bath as well and a array of bath salts to offer for relaxation. Maybe this wasn't such a bad motel after all. I turned on the hot water and let the bath fill whist I brushed my hair out of its ponytail and looked at myself in the mirror. This Ally was barely recognisable to me, she looked older and tired, she looked like she was carrying the world on her shoulders.

The water soon steamed the mirror and I decided to stop sulking at my appearance, Austin would be here soon and I would need to let him into the room. I let the warm aromatic water take me under and I closed my eyes for what felt like moments.


Half an hour later I awoke suddenly to the noise of the door to our room creaking open, instantly I sat up in the water knowing that I had the only door pass to the door and no one else could possibly get in. "Austin?" I called but there was no reply. I slowly rose from the water and wrapped a towel around myself, peaking my head around the bathroom door.

At first all I saw was a flash of blonde hair and my heart went into overdrive, the memory of blond hair crushing my skull only two weeks ago. I got ready to attack. Grabbing the first thing that I could get my hands on, I lunged from the bathroom and hit the intruder square on the head.

"Ow! What the hell?" I knew that voice, that was not a woman's voice. Austin turned around to me, rubbing his head and looking thoroughly pissed off. "Ally what on earth are you doing?" he looked over me and I realised I was still only in a towel. I gripped the fabric closer to me and looked at him.

"I thought you were Mollie." I muttered.

"And you were going to kill her with a plunger?" he looked at my weapon and I sighed, teaches me for not looking.

"I panicked." He was already laughing, pulling me to his chest.

"My sweet, ridiculous girl." He kisses my head and ushers me to where my nightclothes were already unpacked. "I'm just going to have a shower, get ready for bed and I'll be out in a bit to sing you to sleep." This had become ritual to us because I couldn't fall asleep with the silence of night, it made me too on edge to sleep and Austin's voice was tranquillity in sound form.

"Okay." I smiled and snuggled under the covers of the bed, it was surprisingly comfy and I sighed, hoping that we would be able to stay here for a while longer this time. Not long after settling down I felt the bed shift around me and turned around into the arms of the only person I ever wanted to be near again. He hummed me to sleep and he methodically stroked my arms, making me feel warm and loved as I was engulfed by my perfect dream world.


My sweet dream state was disrupted in the early hours of the morning with the sudden movement of Austin sitting up in the bed next to me. I rubbed my eys and looked up at the tense shoulders and tightly clenched jaw of my beloved. "What's wrong?" I was shushed by his hand to my lips and I heard the sound of shuffling moving away from our door. I froze in my position and watched as Austin crept to the door to have a look through the peep hole. I presumed he couldn't see anything because he unlocked and opened to door.

As soon as he did I smelt it, the stench of death and blood. There on the welcome mat to our room was a dead raccoon. I gasped and hid my head under the covers, wanting to unsee the sight that had just presented itself to me. Austin slammed the door closed and switched on the light, getting into his jeans and throwing my clothes at me.

"Where are we going?" I whimpered.

"Away, she knows where we are so we need to keep moving." He muttered matter- of-factly and tied the laces of his converse.

"But I like it here." I sighed.

"I know baby but it's not safe here. We need to leave now." He got up and started packing the one bag we brought in with us.

I glanced at the clock, "but it's four in the morning, we can't start driving now." I pleaded with him.

"We have to Ally, we'll find somewhere in the next state to settle down, somewhere more secluded." He came over and kissed my head, "now get dressed." He grabbed the keys to our car and grabbed the bag. I sighed and got dressed, leaving the room as if we had never entered it.

In the car Austin had turned on the radio and was humming along to the song that was playing. Suddenly the melody was interrupted by the presenters voice.

"We have just had confirmation that Austin Moon and Ally Dawson did not reach Rio as they were meant to on the BH31 flight this morning, our prayers are with the couple and we hope you make it home safe. We will continue our search for musical sensations after this break." Austin sighs and mutters something like 'me too buddy' under his breath. As I say goodbye to yet another temporary home.