My Music is My Life

Austin and Ally

AustinxAlly

Rated M

Warning: This has very mature themes. If you are uncomfortable, then I suggest finding another story to read. Consider yourself warned.

Disclaimer: I do not own Austin and Ally. Still only my hope and dream.

"Thoughts"

"Speech"

Chapter 3: A Light At The End

I couldn't bear the sight. It was gut wrenching to see him in so much pain. The fact that it was my fault didn't make me feel any better.

The three guys that took us were now in their birthday suits and currently torturing Austin. They all had some sort of whipping thing and was whipping him. I could see red lines where the whip made contact.

Every time the whip made contact, I flinched on reflex. I could only imagine the pain he was going through. I tore me apart. I would gladly switch places with him right now if it meant that Austin wouldn't get hurt any more.

At one point he looked over at me and just smiled. He mouthed, I'll be fine. Don't worry," and then let out another scream of pain. It brought me to tears. I couldn't bear the sight anymore.

I saw that the rope they tied me up with was coming a little loose.

"Maybe if I shake it hard enough, I could somehow get free and get help."

Ever so discretely, I started to shake the rope that was holding me to the wall. I tried to do it without them noticing, so I wasn't thrashing too much. Each time I would shake the rope, it would come a little bit more loose.

I heard the whipping stop and the whips were thrown across the room. I was glad he didn't have to go through that anymore, but i was also terrified at the thought of what was coming next.

Out of curiosity, I took a small peek at the guys in the middle. My heart sank all the way to my stomach.

One of the guys had his penis inside Austin's mouth. Another was sticking his penis inside Austin's butt. The last one was about to put his penis inside Austin too.

Austin couldn't fight back and was forced to do all of this. Since his mouth was full he could scream or shout or anything. My heart couldn't take it.

I started to struggle harder and felt the ropes become undone. Since the guys were too busy fucking Austin, I was able to become free without being noticed.

I saw my phone not too far away.

"Maybe if I can get to it, I can text my dad for help."

Now, the matter of getting my phone. I slowly started to crawl towards it, trying to be sneaky.

"So far so good."

I kept looking over to make sure they didn't notice me, and every time, a part of me dies. I couldn't bear the sight of Austin getting raped. It was too much.

By the time I got to my phone, I was sobbing. I tried not to make any noise but it was getting to be the point of impossibility.

I opened my phone and saw I had a little battery left. Just enough to make one phone call.

I dialed 911 and hoped to God they got here quick.

"Hello? This is 911 Emergency center. What is you're emergency?"

I spoke as soft as I could, "T-this i-i-s Al-l-ly Daws-son. Me an-n-d-d my-y friend was k-kid-dnapped and I j-just was a-ab-le to get free."

One of them noticed me out of my bonds and was furious. I didn't have much time. I spoke faster just trying to get out something before the stopped me.

"My friend is getting rapped and I know they are going to rape me as well. I have no idea where we are but please send someone to hel..."

That was as far as I got until one of them grabbed the phone as smashed it against the wall.

He grabbed my hair and pulled me to Austin. I was thrown to the ground and I immediately went to him. He had cuts all over his body and he was covered head to toe with white fluids. I tried to reach out to him, but he flinched and tried to get away from me. I almost lost it right there.

"You're next puppet." The guy said.

I fought for as long as I could, but it was hopeless. It was three on one. They had me stripped down in seconds and was currently touching every part of my body they could.

I screamed and shouted for them to stop but that only got me a few slaps in the face and a kick to the ribs.

Right when they were about to enter me, the door was smashed open and then police came rushing in.

They tackled the guys to the ground the handcuffed them right away.

A police officer got a blanket and covered me. He also covered Austin who was shaking violently.

The paramedics came in after the police escorted the douche bags out of the room. They checked me and said I only had a few bruises and cuts, nothing too serious, but Austin didn't get so lucky. He pasted out from exhaustion and they had to carry him out on a stretcher.

They said that a few of his ribs were broken and that they had to check for any more serious damage.

The paramedics said that we were lucky they got here when they did, or they didn't think Austin would have made it by the amount of blood he lost. I thanked whatever God there was that I was able to make that one phone call that saved out lives.

I got to go to the hospital with Austin inside the ambulance. They were reluctant at first, but I can be very persuading (begging them to let me go with them until they said yes).

They rushed Austin into the hospital and told me to wait in the waiting room. I wanted to go with Austin but the doctor told me I absolutely must stay in the waiting room.

After an hour or two, the nurse came back saying Austin would be completely fine and that he was clear to go once he rests a few days in the hospital.

They asked if Austin's parents were available. I knew Austin told me that they went on a business trip to Europe for a few months so he would be home alone. I told them that his parents were in Europe. They agreed to let me stay with Austin until the morning, but I had to leave once the morning came around.

I went into his room and I saw him sleeping in the bed. I went over and sat in the chair next to the bed. I held his hand and could still feel him tense up even though he was asleep.

I started to tear at the thought that this has ruined his life, and it was all my fault. I fell asleep there, resting my head on the edge of the bed, silently crying myself to sleep.

The next morning, I was gently shaken awake. When I opened my eyes, I saw Austin awake and smiling at me.

"Hey there."

"AUSTIN!" I embraced him in a hug of the century. I could feel him tense up at first but relax a little and hugged back.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

"He is still looking after me even though he was the one who was raped and beaten. He is absolutely incredible."

"I should be as you that question. Are YOU okay?"

"In time, hopefully. Not the best moment of my life."

"Well, you should rest more and I'll be back later. They are kicking me out of the hospital."

He laughed a little at that.

I think things will eventually come back to normal.

And that is the end of the 3rd chapter. In the next chapter, I was thinking about doing something in Austin's POV. Maybe he is still having trouble with the psychological part of all of this and he is hiding what he is truly feeling? What do you guys think?

Comment and tell me what I should do with coming chapters. I would be much appreciated!

Thanks!