GOD, I'm so sorry I haven't updated, to me it feels like it's been forever, you can blame my school. They just bombarded me with homework, they don't understand that fact that I do actually have a life outside of school...Anyway.

~Chapter 15: Will he. Wont he...~

"But-But.." my voice trailed off as I yanked my wrist out of his grasp.

He narrowed his eyes at me. "It's not that hard to work out, Alls" he snapped.

I winced as he took a step towards me. A floor board creaked eerily.

"Care to explain?" I asked nervously

He laughed a little "You look terrified"

I scoffed "Well, you just broke into my house and have been doing for the past, I don't know, 2 weeks, trashing it and giving me death treats! Excuse me if I'm not offering you a cold beverage!" I screamed.

He didn't even blink. He just stood there, staring at me like he was trying to crack some kind of impossible code.

He rolled my eyes "Isn't it a little obvious, Darlin? Remember that story I told you about my dad? Well your dad was my dad's boss. And the reason my life is so screwed up at the moment" he spat.

I gulped and ran my fingers through my hair awkwardly. He sighed and rubbed his temples, mumbling quietly to himself.

"Look, It's not just me who wants...lets call it payback. My dad still does too" He explained.

I frowned "But, we were..on a date and I came and the house was trashed and there were more death threats. It couldn't have been you!" I argued.

He groaned "I got help, okay? Just shut up for one second and maybe I'll explain all this to you" he hissed.

I cleared my throat and nodded.

He began to rub his temples again "You already know the story of my dad, right?" I nodded. "Well, I didn't really, tell you the whole thing and I might have skipped some of the truth. Your dad and my dad were best friends. Like I told you; your dad was my dad's boss, but they didn't really care about all that they just liked working together. But then, Your mom came along, she was new in town and they were the first people she met in Miami, so she came to visit them a lot. They both fell for her straight away. In just a few weeks they turned against each other. In the end your mom chose your dad, obviously. And my dad was left with a broken heart, my dad wouldn't forgive him after that, he would purposely show up late for work, damage things and make your dad pay for it, stuff like that. In the end your dad fired him and the rest is history, my dad went insane." he explained.

I sighed "I'm really sorry about that Dallas. But, I don't get why you have to take it out on me"

He chuckled "It's not me, I thought you would have figured it out by now, it's all my dad, when I brought you to my house, I didn't say your last name because I knew my dad would do something to you, but he figured it out, he knew you were a Dawson when he first saw you, but he kept quiet. He told me to stay away from you. Then the next day he said he had a 'better' idea. We both knew you lived alone, here in this...place. So we-well he decided that we should take away the only thing you have left in the world; your house" he replied.

"so, you don't really want to do all this?" I asked. He shook his head.

"Of course I don't. You're a sweet girl Ally and I do really like you, I just can't deny my dad after all he's been through" he mumbled.

"So, um, what you gonna' do?" I asked hesitantly.

This could end up really good, where Dallas apologies and it's all fairy tales and lolly pops. OR it could end extremely badly, where Dallas does what his father asked him to do.

He shrugged and then let out a frustrated breath. "I;m really sorry, Ally" he murmured. "I have to do this"

Blah. That was so bad, and short. My brains gone dead and has been for about a week now. But hey at least I updated. Any idea what Dallas' father asked him to do? If so please tell me, I'll love you eternally.