Hey everyone! Chapter 2 is here, as promised. Here we go!

Disclaimer: I do not own Austin & Ally, or anything else you recognize.

Chapter 2

Austin's POV

Austin opened the app and saw that it was Ally. He read the post.

Hey there,

Many of you will probably just read this and not care or skip over it without reading this post at all. You know what? That's totally fine by me. At this point, I'm beyond caring. But for those of you who are actually taking a couple minutes of your life to read this, thanks. Someone had to know my story. And that someone might as well be you guys.

When my mom died when I was twelve, my dad tried to take care of the two of us, and he was doing a pretty good job too. But one night, I guess he just cracked. He came home drunk. He yelled at me, blaming me for my mother's death. I was thirteen. I was scared, but I told myself that it was just the alcohol speaking. But it got worse. Every night, the same thing would happen, and one night, when I was fourteen, he started to hit me. Night after night, he'd punch me, kick me, throw empty beer bottles at me. He was hurting me. My own father. The man that was supposed to love me.

Meanwhile, people at school began to pick on me—the kind of clothes I wore, my hair, anything and everything. I got called names, pushed into lockers, tripped in the hallways, called 'fat'. The falls always made the pain worse, because I always landed on the fresh bruises I had gotten the night before.

Even though all these things happened, I forced myself to go on, to ignore everything that was happening. At that time, I thought I could handle it. But I couldn't. At the beginning of high school, I began to cut myself. I stopped eating and soon, everything I ate came back up. Now people at school made nasty comments about my skinniness. I kept to myself—I had no friends, but I kept reminding myself that if I could survive high school, I'd pack up and go someplace far away from here, somewhere I could start a new life for myself. I could finally be me, be free.

But today, that resolve broke. Today, at lunch, someone tried to rape me. I won't say who, but he partially succeeded. Before things got too ugly, a noise outside the classroom door scared him away. He quickly put his clothes on and left, leaving me lying on the classroom floor. As I put my own clothes own, the tears began to fall. It was right then that I made my choice.

My mother's gone, my father abuses me, and I get picked on at school. I don't see the point of living anymore. I done. I'm giving up on this cruel, cold thing called life. But I wanted someone to know my story before I go, so if you're still reading this, thanks. Thanks for listening to me. Thanks for listening to my story. Thanks for taking time from your life to support me. And from me, well, this is goodbye. My final goodbye. To the world.

~Ally

Austin finished reading the post and looked up, shocked, tears running freely from his eyes. He had never known how hard Ally's life was. And he'd only made it worse be teasing her. Why had he been so stupid? Why hadn't he just tell her that he loved her? Maybe none of this would have happened. And he now knew why Ally had gone home. Austin swore that if he found out who had done it, he'd kill him for hurting Ally.

ALLY! Austin realized that there was still a chance to save her from committing suicide. After all, she had just posted the letter, and he knew he could make it to her house in five minutes. Austin raced out the door of the store and ran for her house as if his life depended on it. And it sort of did, because if she died, he'd die inside.

As he ran, he called his friends Dez and Trish, telling them that something was wrong with Ally and that they needed to get to her house right away. He also called 9-1-1, just in case Ally needed help.

Austin reached her house, flung open the front door, and ran in, praying that he wasn't too late. "All!" he cried. "Ally!" He heard a muffled yelp upstairs and bounded up the stairs. "Ally? Ally, where are you?"

The blonde boy began to frantically open and close doors, looking for Ally. Behind the third door revealed what Austin thought to be Ally's bedroom. He peeked in, and his breath caught at what he saw. Ally was when he saw the gun, pointed firmly to her head.

"Ally! Don't do it!"

The small brunette girl turned toward him. "Austin?" she asked. For a moment, she looked shocked. But then her face hardened again. "What are you doing here?" she demanded.

Austin was still out of breath from his run, but he didn't hesitate to answer her question. "I read…your post…Ally, I'm…so sorry that…all of that had to happen to you. If only I knew, I wouldn't have teased you. And I'm sorry. Please don't do this to yourself."

Her expression didn't change. "Give me one reason why I shouldn't pull the trigger. Give me one good reason."

Austin didn't even blink. "Because I love you." He saw Ally waver, and knew he'd gotten her. He felt hopeful. Would she lower the gun? "Please, Ally, give me the gun," he pleaded, holding out his hand.

His hopes were dashed when she scowled. "Yeah, right," she scoffed, ignoring his hand. "If you love me, then I'm a queen. If you loved me, you wouldn't have teased me."

"But that's just it. I teased you because I loved you. I've loved you ever since the 6th grade. I just didn't have the guts to tell you. So instead, I teased you to get your attention. At the time, I thought it would be a good idea, but at the beginning of last year, I finally saw how stupid I was being. So I swore to myself that I would tell you in our junior year, and today was the day I's planned to tell you. I should have said something this morning, but I chickened out. And I'm so mad at myself for chickening out, because if I hadn't, none of this would have happened."

Tears were streaming down Austin's face now. "I could have stopped it from happening to you, but I didn't. I'm so, so very sorry, Ally. I was an idiot, scared, ignorant. I should have seen the signs. I should have known what was going on! But I didn't. I failed. I failed you, Ally. I'm such a horrible person! And yes, Ally, I really do love you. Please believe me!"

Her expression hadn't changed the whole time he talked. But as he finished his mini speech, her face hardened. "You're a wimp."

"I know. But Ally…please don't do it. I couldn't stand it if you shot yourself. What about your dream? Starting a new life? You're so close! You can't give up now! And I promise that I'll keep people from making your life miserable at school. And you can stay at my house if you want to." Austin pleaded.

He watched as Ally's face softened. "Austin, that's really sweet of you to offer, but it won't be needed. My mind is made up. As for my dream? It looks like I won't be fulfilling it. It's just too hard. I can't." She raised the gun, this time pointing it at her chest, finger on the trigger.

And that's chapter 2! What did you guys think? Let me me know by leaving a review!

Until next time, get #Loud! =)

~amillipede