Chapter Nine
Disclaimer: I do not own Austin and Ally.
Ally's P.O.V
After dinner, Sam and I return to our room, and I just can't shake this eerie feeling. Sam tells me I'm just being paranoid and that I'm probably a little anxious after escaping the psychiatric ward;but I'm not so sure. I try to go to sleep, but It's just impossible. I go out on the front porch and just enjoy the night air and the gentle breeze. About 3 A.M I decide to go back up to my room as fatigue is finally getting to me and I finally drift off to sleep. I am soon awakened by the horrible nightmares, and the voices. It seems I just can't escape them. I have the repetitive, brief flashbacks of Austin,Dez,and Trish, but I still don't know what they mean. All I am allowed to see is the few moments before I lost the ones I cared most about, and I can hear the last things we spoke to each other. Then something weird happens. I start seeing images of many books on shelves. Obviously it's a library, but I feel like I know this one. I just have this feeling deep inside of me. I feel like this is trying to tell me something, but I'm not sure what it is. I continue to see flashes of books and then a giant red book with a red "R" on it appears. Then I wake up. I continue to have the same dream night after night for a whole week;before I decide to confide in Sam. Together we try to interpret what the dream means,but we can't come up with a logical conclusion. So I decide we need to forget our troubles and go sightseeing. Of course there isn't much to see in a small town that has a population of 1; so we decide to go for a walk. On our walk we see many things that we don't usually see in Miami. We saw vultures, crows, possums,armadillos,horses,and cows! I had never seen any animals other than the ones they have in Miami;so of course I was excited at any little thing! But could you blame me? I had been so depressed and reclusive for so long, it was nice to feel that way! It has now been 2 weeks since Sam and I have ditched Miami, and I have received over 40 calls from my family. I feel kinda bad for leaving without telling any of them but for heaven's sake they're the ones who put me in that godforsaken psychiatric ward! It's gonna be a long time before I forgive them. I know they were doing what they thought was best, but It only made the situation worse! The don't know what I went through or how bad it affected me,but they just made me not trust them at all. And If I can't trust my family, then who can I trust?
Samantha's P.O.V
It's been a month since Ally and I left Miami, and honestly I can't say I've missed it. It's been nice to get away, and leave everything behind us and get a fresh start. Leaving the city behind and living in the country has really helped me appreciate how good I've been living and it's also helped me become closer to nature. When you stay in a place that has horrible cell service, and doesn't have a T.V or internet; it really makes you appreciate things in a whole new way. You learn to live without modern day technology and you go back to how it was back in the good old days. You notice things that you usually don't pay any attention to when you live in the city. It's been nice actually talking to Mr. O'Donnel in person, and instead of constantly being distracted by our phones;we notice the great outdoors! But I can't say the same for Ally. Getting away has helped her some, but she is still tormented by her "'visions". We thought they might stop if we got out of Miami, but now it seems as if they've gotten worse. She has another dream that is considerably different than the usual ones. It has something to do with a library, and a big red book with an "R" on it. I have no idea what it means, but I'm worried that Ally can't take much more.
Ally's P.O.V
It's almost been two months since we've been gone and I'm beginning to think that this wasn't such a good idea. I don't regret breaking out of the actually psycho ward(*See what I did there?),but the visions I have are getting worse and I want to go back to Miami. I just feel that the dream about the library and that specific book are telling me to go back to Miami. In that dream, I've started hearing a voice that tells me if I can find that book, then all my problems will go away. I probably shouldn't trust it, but I just feel like I should go back to Miami. I will continue to think about it though; I still have to ask Sam.
Meanwhile back in Miami…
No One's P.O.V
Penny and Lester Dawson get a phone call from the hospital informing them that their daughter has apparently escaped the psychiatric ward. At first Mr. and Mrs. Dawson don't believe it, but when they show up to Ally's room and find the window ajar with a makeshift rope-ladder attached to the sill; they finally believe it. They are shocked that Ally would even try anything like that, and are heartbroken that their daughter that they now are convinced is mentally unstable is alone in who know's where! They are told to go home and wait to see if she shows up, but after three days they decide to file a missing persons report. "Yes officer. Her name is Ally Dawson….. After the officer gets all the needed information, he tells us to wait and he'll call us if he knows anything. "Lester, it's been two months! I don't think she's ever coming back!" Penny says. "Don't talk like that Penny! We raised Ally to be a sensible young woman,and I'm sure she'll come to her senses and realize her mistake." said Lester. "Oh that's just wishful thinking, Lester! I knew she was depressed, but the nurses said she was getting better." Penny says. With no leads; Penny and Lester become impatient with the local police, and they decide to take matters into their own hands. They begin to put up flyers, and they also go around searching all of Miami-even the "rough" parts of Miami, where they always forbade Ally to go. One evening, dusk was fast approaching and they came upon an alley that they knew was full of drug dealers and escaped knew Ally was smarter and knew better to go down this alley, but with the medication she was on you never know; so they decided to check it out. As they leave the headlights on as to illuminate the alley; they start calling Ally's name. Suddenly two burly men dressed in all black clothing appear from the shadows and point guns at the faces of Ally's parents. "Please don't hurt us! We're just searching for our daughter! Have you seen her?" Lester nervously asks. " Shut up! We don't care about your pathetic daughter" one of the burly guys barked. They order Mr. and Mrs. Dawson to give them all the money they have, and to also give them their watches and necklaces. After they take their money and personal belongings;they order them to toss their cell phones away, and to get on the ground. "Please don't hurt us! We'll do anything! Just let us go! Please!" Penny begs. 'Hmm. What do you think, Mark? Should we pity them?" "Heck No, Charles!", and then the first guy shoots Lester and the second shoots Penny. They are both slowly dying from their wounds, and all the can do is say is "I'm sorry" to each other as they watch their murderers drive off in their car.
Back to Buford
I get another call on my phone, and since I expect it to be from my parents I just let it go to voicemail. Later on, as I'm listening to my messages I hear something that makes my blood run cold. " Hello, my name is Officer Merew and I'm trying to contact Ally Dawson. I regret to inform you that your parents have been killed. Please come to the local Miami Police Station for more information, and I'm sorry for your loss." I hear my phone crash to the floor as it fell from my limp hand. Sam rushes over to me and I can hear her say, "Ally? ALLY?! Are you alright? What's wrong?". I am so shocked, all I can manage to choke out is, " Parents. Police Station. Dead. Miami. Must Leave. Now. Killed. My fault." Then everything goes black.
Sam's P.O.V
I have no idea what was in that message, but it must have been pretty powerful if it affected Ally that much. After I take her upstairs and put her in bed to rest, I begin to pack up our things since she said that we must leave. I guess there goes the peacefulness of our getaway trip. But as soon as Ally wakes up I'm gonna find out what's going on.
Ally's P.O.V
I wake up and for a minute I am completely confused. Where am I? Then I remember everything that has happened and I frantically yell for Sam. She comes rushing upstairs, and I tell her that we need to leave asap! She asks me what's wrong, but I tell her that I'll explain on the way. Right now, we need to head back to Miami and get to the police station! After I tell Sam that I received a phone call telling me my parents were killed, and I cried for a long while, we finally made it to Miami. We decided that since it was so late, that we would wait and go to the police station in the morning. The next morning, I am a nervous wreck, but I try to reassure myself by saying it's all a mistake! My parents can't be dead since they called me a few days ago! But as soon as I step through the front doors of the police station I know it's all for real-judging by the sympathetic looks they're giving me. Sam was kind enough to come with me even though I told her she didn't have to, but being the supportive friend she is-she did. I was glad to have her along though, I really need someone to be there for me. I sit down with Officer Merew and he explains that they tracked down my parents car to a motel in Philadelphia. Apparently two burly men, robbed and murdered my parents and then drove off in their car. I was confused as to why my parents would even be in a bad part of town like that, and he explained that they were looking for me. Then realization hit. It's my fault. Everything is my fault. It always was. Guilt washed over me as I just began to cry like crazy. Sam tried comforting me and Officer Merew offered me some tissues, but it was no use. I was done for. I lost everyone I cared about, and who actually cared about me. Now I only have my brother and he didn't seem too happy with me at the hospital. After I sign some papers, Officer Merew hands me a plastic bag that contains my father's watch and my mother's jewelry-including her heart locket that has a picture of me and her inside, and her bracelets. I start crying all over again, and I know that I won't be able to take much more of this. Sam drops me off at my house-my lonely, empty house. It was once filled with people, but now I'm the only one-since I found the note that Adam left because he didn't want to die. That basically killed me. My own brother is afraid to live in the same house as me because he's afraid he'll die! So I trudged up the stairs into my bedroom and cried myself to sleep-praying I won't be tormented again tonight.