Chapter 10

Austin had nothing to do tonight. Ally was busy since she was called to an emergency meeting about some article that needed to be written. Seriously that girl had a ton of jobs to do, but still manages to have time for Austin. He has hoping that that "emergency meeting" was not one with Elliot. If he catches them, if they were out together, Elliot will hear the last from him.

He was driving around town with nothing to do. He watched out his window as a family of four walked happily home after what seemed like a dinner out. He smiled at them. Looking so happy and peaceful. Then he drove past a local bar where Thomas Hylton was parked with a large drink and a different girl. Thinking again, he drove back and up and parked in front of the bar. He nodded a greeting to Tom and walked in.

There was nothing else he could do so he had a free night out. It was nearly empty as the night was still young. He walked leisurely to the empty bar counter and sat down looking around.

He waved over for the barman and ordered his drink. "Make it a French 75 cocktail." The guy nodded and set off to prepare Austin's drink.

I know what you think, an athlete like Austin in a bar drinking, but its not illegal. In fact he's off season. And plus Austin was a rebel sometimes and tonight he felt free. He just wanted a guy night for him. Ally's great, but sometimes he needed some time alone, get what I mean?

An hour later, Austin had only had a few drinks. Its been a while since he had a drinking session, so he was feeling a bit tipsy. The bar was not yet at capacity but it was filling up. Every thought that ran through his head were invaded by Ally. Man, that girl was so special to Austin, he couldn't stop thinking about her, all day.

Then the empty seat next to him was occupied as a familiar voice spoke, "A martini. Make that two." And the barman settled two glasses in front of the guy next to Austin. Austin looked to who it was and he nearly fell off his seat.

"Elliot," he growled.

Elliot turned to the guy next to him. His eyes narrowed. "Austin," he seethed. "Shouldn't you be with Ally?"

"She's busy," Austin replied.

"Or because she doesn't want to be with you." Elliot smirked. Elliot knew better than to irritate the guy, but this was the second bar he'd gone too and he was feeling woozy.

"No. Her journalist job. Emergency meeting." Austin kept his answer short and simple since he didn't want to continue the conversation anymore. He hoped Elliot got the signal.

But Elliot had other plans. "You sure? She could be out with some other guy? Having fun. If you know what I mean," he egged and chuckled at his own so-called smartness.

Austin's hands folded themselves into fist. He gritted his teeth but answered. "Ally's not that kind of girl. She wouldn't do that."

"Really?" Elliot faked being surprised.

Austin nodded and ordered another drink for himself. He gulped it down the next second.

"How much do you actually know about her?" Elliot asked, drowning in his own drink.

"I know enough that she's not the girl you describe her to be," Austin replied.

"You think so? I've known her for years. I heard she's great in bed." Elliot had no idea what he was saying or what had gone to his head to talk about his sister that way, but all he knew was that he wanted Austin out of his sister's life. It was for his and her own good.

"How'd you know?" Austin flared.

"For all I know, her high school boyfriend and her hooked up only after they did the deed."

"Lies!" Austin roared. He was now standing with the chair thrown back, and gripping Elliot's collar as the whole place watched the scene unfold.

Elliot stood up so now he was face to face with Austin. "Why'd I lie?" he pretended to be innocent. "That's true!"

"No. NO!" Austin thundered. "You're lying!"

"Believe it! Ally's not the girl you know, so stay away!" Elliot shouted back.

"NO!" Austin growled, so deep it sounded dangerous. "You can't make me!"

"I can. And I will," Elliot spoke with sure authority. And the next thing he knew he was sprawled on the ground.

Austin couldn't take it anymore. He couldn't hold in his anger. He lifted his right fist and punched Elliot full on in the face, sending him to the ground.

Elliot chuckled, looking up at Austin. He knew his lip was bleeding and that his cheek was swollen, but he didn't care. He slowly stood up and grabbed Austin's shirt. "So that's what you do? Huh? Well get ready for some of your own medicine!" He let go of Austin and punched him in the jaw.

Austin staggered backwards a bit, but caught his balance. But another hit followed to his arm. This time he fell and sputtered a curse.

"Stand up and fight, coward!" Elliot said.

Austin did, with a new strategy. Once standing he charged to Elliot with an elbow out. With all his strength he pushed Elliot onto another table standing by. But Elliot had seen that coming and Austin's plan followed only halfway through. Instead as Austin plowed towards him he caught him and they landed on the ground.

Elliot in control, smashed an elbow onto the side of Austin's skull, the soft spot high on the temple.

Austin groaned but delivered the next hit spot on. He slammed his palm on his face, crushing his nose, and distracting Elliot as he made way for his second hit. He stood up a bit and kneed him in the stomach. Then bending down to Elliot he gruffly said in his ear, "You stay away and don't talk about her that way." And he started to walk away.

But Elliot wasn't done. He grunted, but had enough strength left to stand up. Then staggering slowly he made a grab for Austin from behind.

Austin let out a groan of surprise, but he wouldn't let Elliot get the best of him. So as Elliot grabbed him, he lifted an fist hitting Elliot in the face. Next he elbowed Elliot in the chest. Then he swiveled around and tripped/kicked Elliot in the shins to the ground.

Elliot dropped and landed, hard. He let out a moan of pain clutching his stomach. Austin stood up and surveyed the scene. A crowd of guys had gathered around them and apparently they had been chanting, "Fight! Fight! Fight!" Like it was some middle school fight. Austin smiled triumphantly and looked down at that piece of scum.

Then it hit him in the guts. He felt bad for him. That fight did start by Elliot's taunting, but Austin shouldn't have taken the bait. Feeling bad and panicking he ran from the scene to his car then to his apartment. While running to his place he past by Ally's apartment and apparently no one was home. He quickly changed and curled into a ball on his bed. He hardly got any sleep that night, thinking what Ally would think and if Elliot was okay.

Back at the bar, a good Samaritan, placed Elliot on a table and picked up his phone which had fallen out of his pocket during the struggle. Looking through the contact list he called a number that he had called recently.

"Hello?" It was a female's voice. "Elliot? Where are you?"

"This isn't Elliot ma'am. He's at Spartan Devil Bar in town," the guy said.

"Then why are you answering my brother's phone? Is he drunk?" Ally asked, worried.

"He is drunk, but he got into a fight. He's not in any good shape, so could you get down here and pick him up. I heard from a guy that it closes in an hour. I suggest you get here and get him."

"Sure. I'll be there in ten. Thank you." And Ally cut the call and the meeting short and drove to the bar. Once she entered she gasped at the smell. It was disgusting. But she entered anyway and found Elliot slumped on a table with his phone next to him. "Oh Elliot," she sighed. She grabbed his phone and put it in her pocket and attempted to carry him, but he was asleep and too heavy for one girl.

"Need help?" Someone asked.

Ally turned around. "Yes, please! Oh, hey Dallas." Her smile and suddenly turned into a frown that fast.

"Hey, Ally. And it was I was called you up," he replied.

"Thank you," she said graciously, but curiosity took over. "Do you... By any chance you saw what happened and who did this?" she asked as Dallas and herself slung one of Elliot's arms over them to carry Elliot.

"Um... no. I heard a loud commotion and saw a guy run out so I looked in and I saw him on the ground. Nobody bothered to help him, but I knew he was your brother, so I helped him," he explained as they made their way to her car.

"Well thanks again. But I won't forgive who did this to him."

Dallas chuckled. "Well see you around."

"Yeah." Ally slammed the car door and ran to the driver's seat. She waved once more to Dallas and drove home.

Arriving home, she realized they were screwed. She couldn't carry him. She didn't want to do it, but she shook him. "Elliot! Elliot! ELLIOT!" she called while she jolted him awake.

"Huh! What?!" His breath was stinky and smelled strongly of alcohol.

"Urgh! You have to stop drinking, Elliot," Ally warned. "You wouldn't be in this mess if you don't drink and get into bar fights."

Elliot blinked a couple times before everything came to focus. His ribs hurt and he could barely breathe. "A-Ally."

She turned to him. "Later. But I need you to walk with me to my apartment and I'll take care of you."

He nodded. Slowly both siblings made their way to Ally's apartment. Ten minutes later, he was laying down on the couch as Ally hurried around, getting supplies.

"Ouch!" he whined as she applied some germ killer then whipping with a cloth to be band aided.

"It wouldn't hurt if you got stuck in this situation. Who did this to you by the way?" she demanded.

"Uh... Um..."

"Elliot! I know you knew the person. You don't just pick fights with random people!" She dabbed harder on his cuts.

He let out a grunt of pain. "It's... It was Austin."

Ally stopped with her tending and looked at him.

A/N: Cliffy! Again! haha. Hmmm... wonder how Ally will take that?

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