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Hi guys, sorry for the wait- I hope this chapter makes up for it x
Ally's POV:
Austin Moon
The name rings in my head like bells.
The blonde, wide eyed boy is in more trouble than I imagined.
"Allison?" my mom interrupts "Did you hear me? I said that you must not leave the house until the gang has cleared out"
I stay in my haze, giving her a subtle nod. All I can think about is Austin, and how I must protect him.
The morning passed quickly, giving me only the afternoon to map out my plan. I told my parents that I was studying, knowing that they would not disturb me. And so this is how I end up now with a bag strapped to my back and 500 dollars in my pocket.
The day is cold, with a harsh wind slapping against every object. I continue though, bright blonde hair in mind. Soon enough my shoulders sag, and my body begins to crumple against the harsh weight of my bag. The blonde hair fades from my mind as my body struggles, the wind the turns against me, slowing my steps. Three hours then passes, and still there is no sign of him, my side of town has ended. I am left standing on the invisible line, dividing the town. I breathe in, and without a second thought cross the line. I sprint as fast as I can, each step becoming harder to take. I hear shouting behind me, but I run anyway.
Soon my breath runs short, and my head begins to spin. The faster this happens, the more my plan seems like a huge fail. Why did I put so much hope into something so impossible? I stop and shake my head giving up, until I see a familiar mop of hair in the distance.
I approach him slowly, not wanting to startle him. I then stop at a lengthy distance, wondering why he is yelling at the guy he is talking to.
"Dallas, please! I swear these are the real thing. I'll even cut the price to 35 dollars" Austin begs.
The boy with brown hair shakes his head, further angering Austin.
"Please!" Austin continues " Okay, so the heroin may not be the real thing but I need this money, I have to leave!"
The brown eyed boy ponders for a moment, nodding briefly after, causing Austin to discreetly hand him a small package, and in return is handed a few dollars. He seems grateful as 'Dallas' casually walks away.
Austin then swivels round to face me, clearly in shock once he recognises me.
"You!" he hisses
"My names Ally" I dead plan
"Whatever, how much of that did you hear?"
I smirk "Pretty much everything, why?"
"You know why! Say anything and I'll..." he threatens
"You'll what? Don't forget that I know where you are, plus I have evidence. I'd tread carefully if I were you"
His face reddens, and his fists clench "Fine" he agrees forcefully
"I hear your going somewhere"
"Why would you care?" he hisses
"Because I want to come too"
"Ha! No way Princess"
"Yes way, plus I think you need the money" I bribe, pulling the 500 dollars out of my pocket "And from what I can tell you have a whopping... 35 dollars" I tease sarcastically.
We then go into silence as he thinks over my offer.
"No." He finally answers
"What?"
"No. I travel alone, you can keep your money"
"Right, okay then. I'm sure the police won't mind hearing that you just sold illegal drugs to a minor" I pray that he takes my threat seriously, knowing that this is my only chance of helping him.
He drags a hand though his bright hair, eventually sighing in defeat. "Fine, but don't blame me when all you want to do is come back home"
I nod, glad that we've finally agreed on something.
We stand on the edge of an abandoned road, the occasional truck passing by. Austin stands wearily at the side, desperately trying to hitch us a ride.
"You know I have a car Austin, we don't have to do this" I point out.
"That's great princess, but I thought you were smarter than that"
I hide my pain behind a false grin and ask "What do you mean?"
"People know your number plate" he explains "we could easily be tracked"
"Right" I reply.
A silence follows and I begin to wonder if we will ever leave town. My mind then wonders to my parents, have they even noticed my absence? Most likely not.
Time seems to drag, and eventually Austin gets a rundown red truck to stop. The windows open to reveal a middle aged man, eyes narrowed and cigarette between teeth.
"Need a lift?" he asks, voice slurred. We nod, and Austin hands him the 35 dollars he just made.
"Hop in" The man says, signalling for us to sit in the back of his pickup truck. I climb in and gaze at our town, unsure of when I would see it again. I clutch to the side of the truck, hair blowing out behind me as we speed off into the unknown.
Again sorry for the long wait, I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter!
Until next time,
hintofmint x