IV: A Face To Remember

I woke up, coughing out of my mind. Once my vision returned, I realized I was bound. I was bound, my arms were numb from being tied for who-knows-how-long behind my back.

"Ally?" a questioning face ran to me. "I'm sorry, who are you?" I couldn't tell her features apart. "Wait a second...mom?" I came to my senses. She hung her head low, as if ashamed.

"Mom, how could you? I thought you were dead. All these times, you were just...lying to me?!" I bit my lip. "Ally Dawson." I lifted my head to see a man behind her. I huffed, rolling my eyes. He came towards me, slowly caressing my face. "Don't...touch my face." I gulped.

"Oh, I don't think you meant what you said. Say it again, doll." he held up a knife to my chin, pulling my face closer. "Blake, you said she wouldn't get hurt!" my mom tried to run towards me, but he quickly threw the knife in her direction, her dodging it. The knife hit the wall. "You shouldn't have done that. You should've known, Penny, you should've known. That I don't keep my promises." he caressed my face. "She's a beautiful one, Penny." he dragged me toward my mom. "Maybe you and I should marry, right now." my eyes spelled out the word fear. "Never, in a million years. Lester would never approve of this!" she spoke in a italian accent. "Oh, the contrary Penny dear. Lester isn't here, isn't he?" Blake chuckled evilly, sending chills in contrast to the vibrant room.

"He was your son! You killed your own son, and you liked it! You inhumane bitch!" Blake grabbed her by the hair almost instantaneously, grabbing another knife, and cut her long brown hair.

"MOM!" I sank to the ground, drowning in tears.

"Oh, don't cry, Ally dear. Your mom isn't gonna get hurt, simply so. She's just gonna," he paused, a smirk on his face. "Entertain me." he dragged her to another room. He shouted.

"DUMBASS! YOU KNOW..." ...the rest was inaudible. What if he raped my mom? What if he did something to her? My questions were thankfully answered when they came back. My mom's clothes were disheveled, as if just thrown on. She was crying.

"Yo, Blake!" I shouted. No way was he gonna do this to my mom. "Yes, Ally?" I cringed as he called my name. My mom looked up. I glanced over at her, telling her that I was gonna be alright. "...I'm ready to...entertain you." I gulped. The expression on my mother's face was filled with complete horror. "Very well." he dragged me to a room with a bed. "Undress. You will face the other direction." he gave me the directions.

I undressed down to my panties and bra. I faced the other direction, closing my eyes. "Entertain me." I opened my eyes to see him sitting on the bed. Porno? Lap dance?

"Close your eyes. I have an idea." I followed the directions once again. He lashed me to the ground. "I told you to entertain me! Did I not just make it clear?" he yelled. "S-Sorry sir." I stuttered. I got back up and closed my eyes again as I leaned my breasts on his legs.

"That's better." he purred. He started to stroke my pussy, as I started to tingle. I wanted to punch him in the face.

"Red!" Austin peered in from a window. I gave him a look saying that I got this. "You know sir?" I murmured. "I wanna do something else." I whispered seductively in his ear. I pinned him against the window, breasts touching his chest. I grabbed his knife from the bed, urging Austin to swoop in and kick him unconscious. "Nice Double Ds." Austin snickered. "Fuck you." I put up a middle finger. "Red, I want you to know I'm really sorry." he told me. I stabbed Blake in the dick. "For what?" I questioned. "You know. Yelling at you and...stuff. I heard you talking in your sleep and you were talking about how if..."

"I get it. I'm sorry too, about everything I put you through." we both apologized. I put on my clothes and we hustled to the room my mom was in. "Mom!" my mom and I were in tears, hugging each other.

We eventually returned to my dorm room, victorious in one in many adventures. "Oh Austin," I sighed. He looked at me questioningly. "Quick question. How did you find me?" I questioned. "Maternal instincts." I glared at him. "Fine. I saw him take you." Austin spoke.

"Oh, well, that explains that." I giggled, letting off tension. He suddenly leaned in, leaving me flabbergasted. When he was two inches from my lips, I suddenly shouted. "I may be bad at kissing!" I confessed. He didn't say anything, he just chuckled and kissed me.

My heart was racing, and my cheeks were beet red. "You have no idea how much I wanted to do that for the past three days." he smiled. "I'm actually glad you did." I smiled. "I was lying that other night, saying that I wasn't attracted to you." he bit his lip. "I kinda figured." I chuckled.

He studied my face. "What?" I giggled, getting shy. "Nothing," Austin looked at my face. "Just wondering how a girl could be this damn beautiful." he complimented me. I felt my cheeks heat up.

He left, claiming he had to get something. "I'm back." Austin came in through the door. In his hands he held a single pink rose. "I'm very sorry." he gave me the flower. "I forgave you, didn't I?" I smiled, flattered by this sudden gesture. "Yeah, but I still feel guilty." he exclaimed. "Well, I'm one-upping you. I'm making you dinner, maybe lasagna. Maybe," I smiled, fingers travelling up his neck. "We'll have dessert afterwards." I whispered seductively.

"Mmm, well, I'm up for that." he began breathing on my neck. "I have to go, take a shower." I caused him to react. "Miss you." I left him for the shower.

I turned on the shower, stepping in.

Now I need someone to hold,

Be my fire in the cold.

So next Christmas, I'm not all alone.

Santa tell me,

If you're really there.

Don't make me fall in love again if he won't be here

Next year.

I sang in the shower while cleansing my body.

You're all I see in these places,

You're all I see in these faces,

So let's pretend we're runnin' outta time,

Of time.

I turned off the shower, only to find myself in a towel. I found my clothes a second later. I put on my clothes and put on a vanilla fragrance.

I walked out of my bedroom to find Austin, playing with his fingers. "Oh hey, you're back." he noticed me and walked toward me.

I walked toward the kitchen area, Austin stopping me by wrapping his arms around my hips. "Where do you think you're going, little lady?" he kissed my neck. "I need to cook." I said huskily. "Mmm, you need. I see now." he played dumbfounded. "Austin," I unwrapped his warm embrace, facing him. "I'm hungry now, and I need a little snack...so if you excuse me." I walked all the way to the stove.

I cooked lasagna, Austin's favorite, with popcorn chicken. I then poured orange juice into two glasses. "Dinner." I placed the plates and glass cups on the table. "Yum." Austin rubbed his hands together and sat down. "For dessert, I was thinking, we would have lemon meringue?" I questioned. "I kinda have something else planned." Austin grinned.

I sat down, eating.

His foot brushed up on my leg. "Austin, stop it." I smiled. "Why should I?" he smiled. "Just stop. If you be a good boy tonight, you'll understand." I grinned. He complied, quietly stepping off.

We finished dinner, not bothering to clean the dishes. He pushed me down on the couch, placing his lips on mine.


Hey guys. So yup, Auslly shippers, Auslly is coming. I will not stop making the plot twist, however. I feel like you guys enjoy that. Please tell me if you bothered by the plot twists and cliffhangers, I would appreciate it.

Since it's like, two in the morning, I am extremely tired. I'm gonna go to bed right after this.

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~Laura + Karen.