I received my first negative review today; it was bound to happen eventually. I will still write for those who enjoy it. As for my 'unoriginal idea' I'd like you to know that everything I write I create by myself. The only thing unoriginal is the idea of Auslly and Trez, the relationships between characters and the existence of Sonic Boom. If there happens to be another FanFiction story with a similar plot, story, idea or theme, I want to assure the readers and the author that I haven't read it. I'm sure it's a wonderful story. All the lyrics I post are mine, not those of Kevin and Heath Productions or Disney. Not everyone has to like my story. Thank you to those who do.
DISCLAIMER: I own nothing. These characters are solely those of the original producers, 'Kevin and Heath Productions' and 'Disney'. I do not take credit for characters or relationships between characters. Do not sue. Copyright infringement not intended.
AUSTIN'S POINT OF VIEW
Immediately, I'm worried.
I see Ally trying to not be so scared, but she's peering around to see if anyone can see us. I get closer and put my arm around he waist in case she needs the support. I look inside and can't see anyone.
"I'm scared," Ally whispers.
"Me, too," I admit. I quietly push the door open and step in. Ally follows suit, but I keep her guarded behind me. We both are being very cautious not to trip on anything or make noise.
We suddenly hear bustling in the back and we duck in front of the store counter. She's breathing heavily, Ally, from being nervous, so I gently cover her mouth. She slowly breathes through her nose and once I think she's calmed down I let go. She takes a deep breath.
I peer from beside the counter at the back room. I see two people talking to each other, none of them recognizable. One comes out and I lean back. I hear him go upstairs to the practise room. The other is walking in our direction, so I signal to Ally to quietly shuffle in my direction.
He walks out the front door.
"Ally," I whisper. She looks at me. "Does the back door lock from the inside?"
She thinks for a moment and says, "yeah."
Good. I nod. I look over to the door to see the guy is gone, and I peer around the counter to check for the other and he isn't there, either.
I take a calculated risk because there could be more than two people. I hope for the best, squeeze Ally's hand and we run for the back, quickly and quietly.
Once inside I close the door silently and once it's locked, we back towards the nearest wall.
It's pitch black in the room and Ally is starting to hyperventilate. I turn on my phone to give some light, but I'm smart enough to make sure there are boxes in front to shield the light from anyone outside looking in. I rub Ally's back to calm her down and I text Dez and Trish both to make sure it's received.
Sonic Boom was broken in to, I text. We locked ourselves in the back room of the store but there are still people here. We can't call the police. We need you to. DO NOT come here unless you're with a cop, it isn't safe. Please be quick.
I hit send, silence my phone, and hold it close to my chest. We sit there for a moment. We hear someone outside, one of the guys, and it sounds like he's blaming the other for locking the door. The other is apologizing and saying he doesn't recall even closing it.
A text from Trish comes in. OMG, we called. They're on their way, now. Is Ally ok, too?
I look at Ally who's reading the text. She looks at me and nods in affirmation. I text back yes. Thnx, Trish.
Be safe, she replies.
So we wait. And wait. And wait.
All of this bad stuff happening is getting ridiculous. None of us deserve this. I take Ally's hand and hold it tight.
Then I remember. Mr. Dawson.
