So guys, sorry it took so long! I got the ten reviews I wanted but I don't know this chapter was troubling for me. I just started school today and I also went through a mental breakdown over the weekend, and tough times are going on right now but that also helped make my story even more heart wrenching. Well the next chapter will probably be more intense cause I wrote this one before...ugh anyway I'm rambling. Just read this. (This = te longest Chapter!: 3,900 words! Whaddup!)

I wake up from a breeze that gives me a quick shiver, I look next to me and there is Ally. Still peacefully sleeping. My eyes blink to adjust to the light and I begin to panic. The light. It's morning? We have school! I begin to shake Ally to wake her up.

"Ally! We're gonna be late for school wake up," I shout while shaking her, her head jolts up and slams into my own. Dammit. I rub my forehead and she does the same, we grab our backpacks and I help her up.

"Austin my brothers going to kill me..." Ally says scaredly.

"If you want to you can just come to my house and change into my sisters old clothes she left here or something. But I'll warn you, my parents are probably fighting," I tell her and she nods understandlingly and gratefully. From the look in her eyes though, I see that she wants an explanation later for why my parents are probably fighting...

Remember when I said I have that perfect family? It was kind of a lie...okay so I have a great family, but they're only great individually. When they're together it feels like I'm in the midst of hell. I'm the only child. I have a sister, but she went off to college and is studying abroad in London or something like that and she doesn't talk to any of us anymore. She's lucky she got out. My parents are amazing people, I truly love them...but they're constantly fighting. When they aren't fighting it's awkward because they don't know how to communicate or what to talk about. They just fight, they fight about how neither of them is useful in the family and I don't enjoy it, who would? They're never home because they care more about their business than they do me and they just don't really care for anything I do. I can't say I'm disappointed by it, I want their attention...but they probably didn't know I was even gone from the park. As Ally and I are walking - more like a fast paced jog - I take out my phone, revealing it's 6:30 in the morning and I notice I have no new texts and no missed calls. Of course. They didn't even know I was gone. Ally turns around and notices I stopped.

"What's wrong Austin?" She asks me gently touching my arm.

"They didn't even notice I was gone, they didn't even notice I didn't come home yesterday. I don't get it,"

"Didn't you say they were on some business trip or whatever? They probably never came home themselves!" She says trying to perk up the mood. I agree, she's probably right. We run a little faster to my house and when we finally get in we release the heavy breaths we were holding in and sit at the kitchen table. I grab cereal bowls and poor us some, it's 6:30 in the morning so I don't think we have enough time to eat a real breakfast.

"Do you have to shower?" I question Ally and she looks to the right of her where he hair dangles in a side pony tail. I shake my head and say "No you're hair looks fine. Plus we smell like outside, and that's pretty cool," I joke around and she laughs with her mouth full. I excuse myself really fast and run up to Adrianna's room. I grab the first thing I find which is this pink and white dress thingy. It gets longer towards the bottom, I don't really know I'm not a chick. I hand it to Ally and she smiles.

"Thanks Austin, this is cute," She says as she finishes her cereal and puts the bowl in the sink. "I'm going to go change," She gets up to walk but I assume she doesn't know where the bathroom is and I lead her there. She gives me small nod of the head and a 'Thank You' and then I rush up to my room again and change out of my clothes. I throw some deodorant on and slim on a new out. The usual. Black jeans, black converses, a black tank top, and a light blue unbuttoned short sleeve shirt. I rearrange my bracelet on my wrist, push back my hair and run back downstairs knocking on the bathroom door.

"Hey Alls, I've got to get in. That's the bathroom with my tooth brush, and an extra one if you want it," I say shyly. She opens the door and steps out looking...amazing. I don't think my sister ever wore that, but it fit Ally perfectly. Apparently I was just starring at her and her usually curled hair that was now straight.

"You look...great," I say trying to figure out the words. Although great was an understatement. She looks down and blushes.

"Thanks, I didn't have enough time to curl my hair...so I just had to do this," She responds and I laugh at her. It was cute. I went back into the kitchen to get water from the fridge asking Ally if she wants anything, which she doesn't. On the fridge I see a note from my mom and dad.

Hey Sweetie,
Yesterday once you left for school your father and I went a little out of town. We got back late and didn't wanna wake you. We thought we were going to Texas yesterday but turns out it wasn't until today! Well we left around 5 in the morning, long drive! Won't be back until Monday! Love you!
Xx Mom

I grunt frustated and Ally takes the note from my hands and rubs my back soothingly. She assures they just thought I was sleeping so they didn't want to bother me and that they cared and all was well. I just agreed to save ourselves the trouble. We get in my car and drive to school, it's a short walk but we are already late and tired so we just settled on the drive.

"Good this we didn't have homework last night right?" I ask her trying to start up conversation.

"Definitely, we still have a day to pick our partners! So we're all set!" She laughs and I can't help but smile with her. I look down at the hand I was holding last night. I wonder if she remembers...

"Ally, where's the rainbow bracelet? It's not on your wrist," I ask her getting confused if she didn't wanna wear it or forgot about it. Did she not like it something? It's colorful...just like her.

"Aha!" She shouts at me which startles me a bit but I ask her what that was for. "You miss it already! You MISS the bracelet!"

"No I don't Ally, it's just a little bracelet," I say shrugging it off.

"Sure Austin," She says with a smirk as she reaches into her book bag and pulls out the bracelet which she then slips on. "Sure,".

We go through our day just as yesterday but Ally and I actually work on our song in Music. We have lunch and everyone seemed to have really enjoyed Ally.

"So Bruises," Trish says immediately after Ally sits down and my blood begins to boil at the nick name.

"Don't call her that Trish," I say sternly looking her dead in the eye. She just nods and repeats herself.

"So Ally, maybe you can come over this weekend. Cassidy, Brooke and I are having a sleepover at my place," She offers and I see Ally smile even bigger than before.

"Sure I'd love to! Wait...uh who's Brooke?" She says and right after that a curly haired, skinny, five inch heel wearing girl walks up to our table.

"Hey guys!" Brooke says. We all greet her and she looks towards Ally, a little angrily. "I was with Elliot for one day and you replace me?"

"No, I'm Ally. I'm new, I'm Austin's friend," Ally says and extends her hand.

"Ally Dawson?" Brooke says to her, eyes getting wide. Ally nods her head and looks towards her. "Oh my god. I'm Brooke Rounar! We went to elementary together, we were like really close in fifth grade," Brooke says as Ally's eyes get wide. She shoots out of her seat and hugs Brooke. They do their little girly squealing thing and talk it up as Brooke sits at the table. I find out Brooke actually came here from New York too, I didn't know...I thought she lived here. I can't say it's my fault, I just met her the beginning of last year! Brooke took up most of Ally's time that period, and I wasn't happy about it. But whatever, I mean all girls need another girl...I didn't expect Ally to like me, who would really, I'm just another guy that likes Ally, and there must be hundreds of those. Some from here in Miami, some from New York...I'm just another face in the sea of Ally admirers. Another nobody with a crush on someone so gorgeous, someone so peppy, someone so...perfect. The bell rings and I leave with a frown on my face, lunch turned sour halfway through and I'm going to another bad class.

English was a pain in my ass, I already knew how to speak and talk properly, and reading isn't a difficulty. I just find it stupid reading about all this crap. This whole Romeo & Juliet senario. It's all bull. You don't fall in love that fast and it all doesn't go that wrong so easily...then again, maybe it does go wrong that easily. It does for me at least. My thoughts are interrrupted across the room when Ally sneezes, and I'm the first to say 'Bless you' which reminds me that she is in fact in this class, just not anywhere near me, we moved seats first thing we walked in the doors. I let out a loud sigh, maybe a little too loud and I get a few looks - one being from Ally. I try to give her a smile but it looks dumb I can tell. When fifth period finally comes we have Gym, so I can finallybe around her when we are on the track, but of course with my luck she isn't there. I tell the gym teacher I need to use the bathroom, and he allows it. I need to find out why she's out...and when I make the call from the bathroom I find out it's because she is sick. Of course she is sick. She had been sneezing all day and I didn't even pay attention to that, I did...but I didn't assume that it was because she was sick, I assumed it was because of allergies.

Once I finally got home I reminisced on the days events. The day was horrible. Absolutely horrible. I lost Ally during Lunch and I hadn't even been able to hang out with her the rest of the day. I decided to just calm down and continue with the classes. I try to pay attention but there isn't much to learn considering it's only the second day of school and they can't exactly give us homework cause we haven't learned anything. Every class was an absolute bore, there was no fun, no one to joke around with, and each class just pissed me off. I actually got homework in history, of course right? That class has always been my least favorite for years. It's so stupid. Throughout all of the day I couldn't stop thinking how much it sucks. Not the class itself but history. We are learning about people who died in battle and just all these diseases that killed people, but there are so many people that aren't mentioned. What about the unspoken hero? The people that make the air less poluted, or the people that created the pavements in the street...there are just some things you do that apparently aren't good enough in this society, somethings that aren't recognizable to the world. You can be such an amazing person, but you don't get recognized for it because why? Because you're not good enough...you're not the guy who created the plane, or better yet you're not the guy who created the wifi on the plane, as time advances so does technology, and when technology advances people expect more and more from others. They can't say that someone who got a B on the test is amazing, because there's someone who got an A on that same test. No one is ever good enough any more and I'm one of those people, I'll never be good enough. I'll never be anything someone wants, I'll never be wanted or chosen, I can't be the first pick, or the first choice, I can't even be the third choice or fifth. I'm just worthless, a nobody, in a sea of somebodies. I push away the untouched history homework and search for my paperclip, my newest weapon. I hear a slight cough at my door frame and shoot up immediately seeing a puffy eyed Ally. I didn't expect anyone to be here, my parents are still away...how did Ally even get in?

"How did you get in...?" I ask her shakily.

"Why were you..." Ally saying shaking her head slighting with a paler than usual face.

"I was just depressed, Ally you wouldn't understand," I try to explain but she immediately cuts me off.

"I'd understand if you explain, so start talking...please." She demands as she sits on my bed and pats the seat next to it for me to join. I walk towards the bed and take a seat explaining.

"You weren't there, and I missed having a friend, and when you're not around to distract me I think bad thoughts..." I confess trailing off.

"But Austin, what did you do without me?"

"I just cut, whenever I could...as much as I could,"

"Why...?" She asks me softly, so softly that I feel like she's trying not to break the air around us.

"My minds a dark place. it's cold, and lonely. It's filled with emotions I can't handle. Full of sadness, and bad thoughts. I just want to pretend I don't exist anymore. Pretend I'm not even alive anymore. I wish I wasn't. I feel so bad. I wish I was dead, but then I think of my family. My friends. They would think I'm weak. I can't do it. I can't leave them. It won't work. But yet I want to. I just don't understand why my life is like this? Why do I live this way? Why do I live? Just why...?" I say getting increasingly frustrated but not raising my voice. Ally grips my hand and squeezes it tight and then turn to hug me. After only a short few seconds I break apart from Ally, who I noticed mid hug is burning up hot.

"Ally, you're home from school sick aren't you? Why are you here?" I ask her hurriedly.

"I don't know, I wanted to see how you were you sounded worried on the phone," She says coughing a little in between. I touch her forhead gently and notice the extremely high heat radiating off of it. I slam my hand into my face as a small punishment for not noticing Ally's well being before my own. She faintly coughs and I grab her in my arms and carry her down the steps and out the door to my car, that I haven't driven in weeks. She doesn't protest much but instead falls asleep on our way there. After what seems like an hour car ride we finally arrive and I scoop Ally into my hands once again carrying her to the emergency room. She probably didn't need urgent attention, but I didn't care I wanted that girl to be safe. A few nurses noticed the gorgeous, but overly pale white girl in my hands and took her on a white stretchy thing that I know starts with a 'G' but I'm too worried to care. They take her into a room and I immediately follow and then the questions come out. What's the patients name, why is she here, why is she so hot...temperature wise, not physically, although she is quite physically attractive too. After about ten questions I answered I got the one that makes my jaw drop.

"Why would you let her fall asleep if she has a concussion?" The female nurse asks me frantically.

"Concussion? She doesn't have a concussion she has a fever. You know that thing you get when you're sick?" I shout a little uneasily.

"Sir, she has a concussion. The left side of her face is bleeding and we can tell by our equipment that she in fact has a concussion. Did she suffer a blow to the head while you were on your way here? Maybe you hit a bump in the road and she hit her head on the window?" The nurse asks and I automatically cringe at the thought of her brother hitting her as she had said he does. I remember she doesn't want anyone to know and I make up an excuse to the nurse.

"Well when I did meet up with her, she told me she fell on the pavement. Tripped over some uprooted tree I guess," The nurse nodded and had me sit in the waiting room claiming everything would be alright. As I walk out I finally take notice of the puffy eyes that I saw at the doorway when she walked in, she had been crying before she got here and still I had no idea until now. I hadn't noticed that she was bleeding from the side of her head, I hadn't noticed she had been crying, and I hadn't noticed the lack of color in her skin was because she was sick, or because she was losing blood. I hadn't noticed any of it. I just let her notice me. She only noticed me. I didn't even think twice about her, how could I? All she does is run through my mind, and I can't help but think of her gorgeous personality, and the way she smiles, and talks, and how the last two days with her have been nothing but a smile on my face...but I don't notice what's important. I don't notice that she's breaking down in front of me. I don't notice that I could've saved her from this concussion. Sure it's not death, but that can happen. Her brother can't assualt her anymore...it's not right, and I will put a stop to it. Ally can't live in that god forsaken house with two men, one physically abusive, and the other verbally. I can't watch her try to help me when in reality I should be helping her. Isn't it always the prince who saves the princess? I'm supposed to be that prince...not her. She's the princess, she's the one who needs to be saved. Not me. Granted, we both do need saving. I get up from my seat in the waiting room and make my way to the front desk where I find a woman sitting there on the phone.

"Sorry to interrupt ma'am but do you by any chance have a paper clip so I could hold all of my papers together?" I ask and she nods sweetly handing me a paper clip. I do my best to smile at her but fail miserably and I walk away to my car. I throw the keys in the back so I don't start to drive and I make a clean cut, straight and perfect...not like me. I'm not perfect I'm far from it. I cut again and again and again and I don't know how many times I cut before I finally stopped to look down at my blood ridden wrist. Tears stream down my face as I slam the steering wheel in disappointment at myself making the car horn go off.

"I can't do anything right!" I scream at myself in the enclosed car and I throw my head onto the back of the seat. I throw a miniature temper tantrum and close my eyes. I look down at my left wrist which is still oozing blood and decide I actually need to do something about it. I go into the compartment on the passengers side to grab the bandages I keep in the first aid kit and notice I'm out. I grab my keys and put them in the ignition but then quickly remember I can't drive in this condition, it's just not happening. I can't bleed to death either...well I can, but I can't just leave Ally like that. I can't. I won't. What do I do...I can't go into the hospital...I mean I could I guess. But no I can't do that either, I don't want to be locked up in some looney bin, or a mental institution. I'll be locked away from my friends and family, that can't happen...I sigh and gather myself up and make my decision and as I put my foot down I know it's the wrong decision.

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-Love Bella