Trouble
Chapter 11
The blood lost was honestly getting to her, that was a fact she couldn't deny. But she couldn't give in to the black spots that were dancing around the edge of her vision. Dallas was muttering, no he was yelling. She just couldn't focus on the words escaping his mouth, she was struggling just to stay conscious. She felt something sharp connect with her cheek, a stinging pain erupting from where she had been struck.
" Are you even listening to me?" he shouted in her face, his features twisted with his anger. Ally glanced at him, her cinnamon brown eyes dull as she tried to stay awake. She wouldn't go down with out a fight, she refused to give up when she knew Devon needed her. Could she hold out for another ten minutes? Could she wait for her father who she knew would return to the shop soon. Probably not.
Her phone was still in her pocket, now if only she could send a text with out this bastard noticing her. She was never skilled in that aspect, she was always caught whenever she text in class. She would have to try at least. Her opportune moment came when Dallas decided to pace, pulling his own cell phone from his jeans pocket to call someone. She couldn't concentrate on what he was saying as she carefully slid her phone out of her pocket, her eyes watching Dallas cautiously. She memorized the keys on her phone, knew exactly which buttons to push, she just didn't know exactly who she was texting.
'Help, Sonic Boom, Practice room,' she sent the text praying it was a friend who was her last contact. She was slowly fading in and out, her conscious slipping from her grasp as she noticed Dallas end his phone call. Another voice drifted to her ears, a familiar voice she couldn't place.
" Ally, what's wrong? Oh my God," Someone rushed towards her as she fell, catching her. She could hear angry yells, shouts, someone slapping someone else, and insults tossed in another language.
" Shush, it'll be okay Ally, you're going to be okay. Dez, hurry up and call an ambulance already. If I lose my best friend you and Austin will have hell to pay, not to mention that rat bastard," Trish, she could place her voice, she knew those words. It was as if a familiar safety blanket had settled over her shoulders. She would be just fine, she knew she would. Trish and Dez were here, they wouldn't' let anything happen to her. She closed her eyes finally, a comforting feeling settling on her as she finally let the darkness claim her consciousness. She wouldn't die, she couldn't die. She had to stay strong for her baby, for Austin, for Trish, for Lester, for Dez.
She didn't know exactly how long she had been out, but when she regained consciousness she was surrounded by bright lights, white walls, and this annoying beeping that wouldn't stop. She needed to force her eyes open in order to take in her surroundings, finally realizing exactly where she was. She shifted her body, a groan escaping her lips from the action. In an instant three pairs of eyes were directed towards her. She smiled weakly at the concern filled eyes, watching as relief flooded them.
" Ally, thank god you're alright. How are you feeling?" Trish was the first one to break the silence, a habit only Ally had ever paid attention to. She parted her lips to answer, only to realize just how dry her throat truly was. Trish noticed, looking around frantically for the pitcher of water and a cup. She filled the rose colored plastic cup, handing it to Ally who wrapped her slender fingers around it. The water slid easily down her throat, her thin smile strengthening.
" I feel as if… I was ran over repeatedly. What happened?" she croaked, her brows furrowing in confusion.
Trish inhaled a breath, chewing on her bottom lip, trying to gather her thoughts and explain exactly what happened to her best friend.
" I'm not exactly sure what happened. I got your text message when Dez and I were getting something to eat. We rushed over to the store and you just…. You collapsed. We saw Dallas and I don't know. Dez had to literally pull me off of the rat bastard. We called an ambulance and the police arrested Dallas. You've been unconscious for a couple days, but that's mostly from the medication. The doctor said you… he said you lost a lot of blood from the cut, it was deep," she threw herself onto her best friend, her fear finally coming to the surface after needing to appear strong for both Lester and Devon.
" Ally, don't ever send me a text like that again. Swear to me, this won't happen again. I saw you on the floor and I was having a panic attack. I thought I was going to lose my best friend forever," Trish sobbed as she held her best friend, nearly cutting off her oxygen.
Ally wrapped her slender arms around her friend, rubbing her back to soothe her. Dez came up beside her, pulling the petite Latina away.
" Come on Trish, I think we should give these two a moment and find Lester and Devon," the lanky red head commented, watching as Trish nodded, allowing herself to be led out of the room. Ally turned her attention to Austin once the door shut, noting just how quiet he had been.
" Austin?" her voice was a croaked whisper as she watched him. His posture showed just how exhausted he was. His shoulders were slumped, as if in defeat, is pale blonde hair hung limply over his dull chocolate brown eyes. He lifted his head slightly to acknowledge that he had heard her, yet he didn't move from his place across the room, didn't meet her eyes. She felt her heart break slightly, the familiar pain filling her chest as she pushed herself up more.
She furrowed her brows in frustration, her eyes narrowing slightly as she released an annoyed huff of air.
" Austin, talk to me. What's wrong?" She spoke, watching as he chewed his bottom lip between his teeth before running his long fingers through his hair.
" I…" his throat clogged with emotion as he stared at his feet, his own frustration seeping into his body.
" You?" she pressed, gritting her teeth in annoyance at the cords and the beeping of the machine monitoring her heart beat.
" I almost lost you Ally. After five years, I just barely get you back only for you to nearly be ripped away from me again," he finally spoke, looking up sharply. Her breath caught in her throat at the emotion his chocolate brown eyes revealed. His eyes were red from tears he's forced back, obviously refusing to cry.
She swung her feet over the edge of her hospital bed once he looked away again, glaring at the pristine white walls. She didn't' care if she tore her stitches. She didn't care if she gave the nurses a heart attack. He needed to be comforted, and she wasn't going to watch him suffer when she could put him at ease. He tensed in shock when he felt her slender arms wrap around his waist, hugging herself flushed against his lanky form. He was hesitant at first before he wrapped his own arms around her shoulders, holding her tighter against his chest. She rubbed soothing circles up his back, humming a soft lullaby. She felt something wet land on her exposed collar bone. It only took her a few moments to realize it was tears. Austin, the man who never cried, had broken down. Slowly she pulled him towards the hospital bed, pushing him onto the mattress before climbing in beside him. She curled herself into his side, resting her head on his chest.
She felt safe, protected , cherished, as Austin wrapped his arms around her slender waist, molding her into his side as he continued to cry into her wild mass of hair. She continued to hum the familiar lullaby, slowly feeling Austin's breathing even out. She could feel her own eyes fluttering shut before she drifted to sleep too. She woke to the sound of a camera snapping. She looked to see Trish standing on the other side of the bed, a sheepish look on her face as she slid her cell phone into her pocket.
" Sorry, I just couldn't resist. You two just looked so adorable," Trish apologized, watching as Ally rolled her eyes.
" Where's my baby at?" Ally spoke, her voice no louder than a whisper so she wouldn't wake the man sleeping beside her.
" Eating dinner with your dad and Dez. They should come by in a little bit so he can see you. How did you finally get Lover Boy to sleep?" Trish questioned, gesturing to Austin who was still sleeping.
Ally could only shrug her shoulders in answer, unsure herself how she was able to pull him to bed with out much of a fight. Trish chuckled, rolling her eyes at her friend before her mischievous eyes softened slightly.
" I'm glad you decided to give him another chance Ally. He really does care about you and Devon has become his world. I truly hope he doesn't do anything stupid to screw this up," Trish spoke, finally speaking her approval of the relationship between her best friend and their Superstar. Ally could only smile softly before laying her head on his chest as she waited for a visit from her son. He arrived a few minutes later, bouncing as he saw his mother was awake. Trish and Lester quieted him, not wanting to wake Austin.
" When are you going to go home Mama?" Devon whispered as he sat on his knees atop the hard plastic chair, his arms resting on the railing of the bed.
" I don't know Baby. That's up to the Doctor. I should be able to go home soon though," her voice was just as quiet, not wanting to wake Austin who was still sleeping beside her.
" Come on Kiddo. You're mom needs some rest. Tia Trish and I are gonna take you to her place," Dez spoke, grabbing the little boy around his waist and hoisting him onto his shoulder. Devon giggled as he waved by to his mother who blew him a kiss.
" Sleep tight Baby. Sweet dreams."
" Sweet Dreams Mama, don't let the bed bugs bite," Devon called before the heavy door swung shut once more. She released a sigh, resting her head on Austin's chest as she drew lazy patterns through the cotton of the shirt. His arm tightened around her waist as he turned his head to inhale her shampoo scent.
" You're still here," his words were barely a whisper, convincing Ally she probably wasn't suppose to hear that.
" Austin, can I tell you something?" her voice startled him, causing him to pull back to look down at her features.
" Anything, Ally. You know that," he assured her, offering a gentle smile before encouraging her to continue.
" When Dallas was holding that knife to my side I only had one thought on my mind. I couldn't give in. I couldn't let him win. I refused to let him take me away from you or Devon. You two are the only reason I fought him, the only reason I survived long enough for Trish and Dez to find me," she whispered, nuzzling her face against his chest. His arms held her tighter as he rested his cheek atop her head.
" I don't know what I would have done if I had lost you Als. I just got you back," Austin whispered, kissing the top of her head. He mumbled something she couldn't hear, forcing her brows to furrow in confusion.
" What?" she asked, pulling away to see a faint blush tinting his cheeks.
" I said, will you marry me?" she watched him for a moment, taking in his features before a smirk graced her petal pink lips.
" No," his mouth dropped open in surprise, shocked by her answer.
" Ask me when I'm not sore or tired," she yawned, snuggling into his side before drifting off to sleep. He chuckled quietly, shaking his head before settling in for the night. She was a stubborn, stubborn girl. But that was why he loved her, he wouldn't take no for an answer.
A/N: One more chapter before I end this story. Don't freak out, Ally's just tired and delusional from the medication. There's a chance Austin might have a better proposal.