This story has me going crazy with all the things that are going to happen in it. Trying to fit 4 years' worth of ideas into one story is not easy. But hopefully it'll turn out good. Do you like it so far?
Disclaimer: I don't own Austin & Ally or any characters I didn't make up.
"I'm so sorry for waking you up, b-but someone broke into my house, a-and they're downstairs and walking everywhere and breaking stuff, and I'm scared, and I didn't know who else to call."
Ally locked herself in her bedroom and called 911. She stayed there until she heard sirens approaching. She didn't know if that person was still in her house, but she wasn't taking any chances. She carefully tiptoed out of her bedroom with a hardcover book as shield to go downstairs. She stayed within the shadows and walked down the stairs quietly until she heard something fall behind her. She covered her mouth with her hand to hold her yell in. Ally slowly turned around to see the source of that noise and relaxed. A photo frame fell from its spot on the wall.
The doorbell rang and she knew who it was. She ran as fast as she could and opened the door. "Good morning, miss. We received a call about a break in. Is this the right house?" one of the two officers said. Ally let out the breath she was holding and nodded, "Thank God you're here. Please come in." They entered and looked around with their guns held on point in case the intruder is still here.
Ally looked at her home and gasped. This is the first time she sees it. Broken lamps, slashed pillows, cracked TV, and more damage was everywhere. 'How did I never hear this?' she thought. She held her tears in as the police checked her entire house to make sure the intruder was gone. "Hello? Ally?" she heard from the open front door. Ally ran to the door and hugged her tightly. "Trish," she let a few tears slide. "Ally, are you okay? Do you know who it is? Did they hurt you? Did you call the police?" Trish exclaimed after pulling away. Ally noticed Dez searching through the house for evidence of who it is. "I'm so sorry for waking you up, but I didn't know what to do," Ally said before telling the entire story. The officers came and interrogated the 3 about the incident.
"Ally! Are you okay?!" someone exclaimed from the still open front door. Her eyes widened. Austin. How did he know what happened? Ally didn't call him. She was going to but immediately changed her mind. He rushed into the living room where they all stood. "What are you doing here?" was the first thing she said to him. "Dez called me and said someone broke into your house. I immediately came here. Are you hurt?" he stood in front of her.
Ally tried to not show any emotion in front of him, but then wrapped her arm around him in a tight hug. She needed to feel safe again. That was the only place she did. "Excuse me. Who might you be?" one of the officers asked him. "I'm Austin Moon, her friend," he replied. "Can we ask you all some questions?" They nodded. "Do you have any idea about who might break into your house? A high school enemy, an angry relative, a mad ex-boyfriend?" they asked.
They all looked at each other as realization dawned them. "My ex-boyfriend," Ally muttered. Sensing her fear and anger, Austin took a hold of her hand to comfort her. She looked at him with so much fear it broke his heart. Several questions later, Austin asked, "What's gonna happen now?" The officers looked at each other before replying, "We're going to assign an undercover cop to watch this area in case the intruder does return. We also need some information about your ex boyfriend to look over his history and track his last actions."
"Did you check the perimeter?" Austin asked sternly. "Yes, sir, and the property is clear." Austin nodded, "Is she safe enough to stay here tonight?" One officer answered, "We cannot enter the mind of the intruder, so we don't know if he decides to come back later. It's up to her to decide if she wants to stay here. Are there any more things you would like us to help you with?" The 4 thanked the officers and talked about the next steps they were taking before the officers left.
Ally immediately turned to Trish, "I can't stay here. I don't feel safe, Trish. Where am I staying?" Trish looked at her best friend with kind eyes, "Ally, I wasn't going to let you stay here. You can come with us, but Dez's parents are visiting." Ally shook her head, "No, no. I'm not gonna come between you guys. I'll just book a hotel room for the night." The guys, who were talking and searching through the house, came into the room.
"Nonsense. You can stay at my house, Ally," Austin said, "and by the way, the house is clear of evidence. I don't how we're gonna find that asshole." Ally looked at him, "Are you sure you want me to stay with you? I can just go to a hotel." He shook his head, "No. I won't feel good when you're in a hotel. He might be there. My house has a lot of security." Austin momentarily forgot that they broke up. He still wanted to be with her, but a lot has been going on in his life that she couldn't take it. Ally mentally cheered because she was going to stay at his house, with him, in his natural environment. Maybe she could learn the truth behind a few of the mysteries he had.
The next morning…
Ally flipped the pancakes in the pan as she prepared breakfast for two. She spent the rest of the night at Austin's house -mansion- sleeping in one of his guest bedrooms. He did give her a tour of the house before they retired to bed. The front door opens to a huge room that was divided into a dining room, living room, and kitchen with modern looking stairs on the far wall. His home was roomy but cozy, each space was as big as her living room and kitchen combined. So it was huge. The second floor consisted of a master (Austin's) bedroom, guest bedrooms, 2 bathrooms, and a movie/video game room. He told her to pick whatever room she wanted, so she chose the one closest to his. She found out that he listens to music when he can't sleep.
She woke up before him, so she decided to thank him for letting her stay here by making him breakfast in his spacious kitchen. She was a little shaken up from last night, but she pushed it to the back of her mind to not think about it too much. Was she scared to go back home? Extremely. Was she gonna suck it up and be brave because she can't stay at his house for too long? Unfortunately, yes.
Ally heard him talking over the phone in the living room. He couldn't hear or see her because he was too into the call to notice. She strained her ears to hear the conversation because it seemed like he was having an argument. "For the millionth time, Mom, no… I don't care if he's my father, he left us… Cass can do whatever she wants, but I'm not doing it… if he wants to talk to me, maybe he should've been a better dad," she heard. His argument with his mom continued for several minutes before he hung up angrily. He sat on the couch and leaned his elbows on his knees and rested his face in his hands.
Deciding to make him feel better, Ally took the tray of pancakes, eggs, and waffles to him. "Good morning, grumpy," she cheered. He looked up at her and smiled at her peppiness, "I didn't know you were up." She set the tray on the coffee table and sat on the single couch next to him, "Well, I am, and I made breakfast!" He looked at the food then at her with a soft smile. "What?" she asked. "I haven't had someone make me breakfast since I moved here. It looks just like my mom's," he said. "I used my own way to make these, so I hope you like them," she said as she served him his plate and took hers. Austin closed his eyes to savor the taste of the food, "Hmmm, tastes just like my mom's cooking."
"Who were you talking to on the phone? You seemed frustrated," she asked. He sighed, "My mom. She trying to convince me to meet up with my father. 10 years later and he suddenly wants his family back. Well, guess what? I'm not going anywhere close to that man." Ally set her empty plate on the coffee table and asked, "Why not?" He spoke with anger in his voice, but she knew it wasn't towards her, "He left his son when he needed him most. Because of him, his son had to give up whatever teenagers do to work to help his mom feed him and his sister. He wanted nothing to do with his son, and now he wants him because he's 'grown into a successful young man.' He didn't watch me grow into this success, he's not gonna watch me live through it."
"But if your sister and mom forgave him, why can't you?" she asked. "My mom loved him and still does because he helped her through a couple rough years before they got married. Cass just wants to know what it's like to have a dad. I won't forget everything he didn't do because he 'needed to feel free,'" he spat. "Is this why you come late and upset sometimes in the morning?" she said.
"Yeah. She calls me every week in the morning and ends up pushing me to talk to him, it's been happening since last year, kinda the reason why I go involved with drinking too much," he said. Ally sat exactly next to him and took his hand, "You don't have to do anything you don't want to do. Take your time and think about it. It's not worth arguing with your mom and sister about it." She stared deeply into his eyes as he started leaning in. He abruptly stopped and leaned back, "Sorry about that, just got caught up in the moment." Ally nodded and cleared her throat.
"Do you feel any better?" she smiled at him. He nodded and smiled back at her, "Thank, Alls." She blushed at this nickname. "What about you? Do you feel better from yesterday? And why didn't you call me?" he asked. "You have so much going on in your life and I didn't want to bother you. And I'm trying not to think about it because there's nothing I can do. The police has all his information and the pictures he mailed me, so it's in their hands. I want to move on and not think about it," she replied. "Ally, you can always call me, even if I'm on my deathbed. It's okay to show your pain and fear every once in a while, you know," he nudged her. She gave him a small smile and looked down, "That's kinda hard for me. I got used to hiding my fear because of him. If I show him that I'm scared, he'd do something to me."
He looked at her confusedly, "Like what?" She looked down and didn't reply until he got the idea. His eyes widened as he stammered, "He'd r-rape you for being scared?" Ally held in tears as memories came back flashing at her, "He thought I was being a coward and punished me for it." Austin was shocked, "How many times?" She let the tears out as she replied, "The last 6 months were full of it. I tried to hang on because I thought maybe he's right. I was his punching bag when he was angry. He said that he does it for my own sake. So that I learn to respect my boyfriend and please him. I-I believed him." Austin wrapped his arm around her shoulder as she broke down into his chest. He kissed her head and held her as she let the feelings she never let out escape her.
A while later she calmed down, "Don't we have recording today?" He wiped her tears away, "I called Mark and told him we're recording at my house. I have a small recording studio." She nodded and scooted away from him, "We're both pretty messed up, huh?" He smiled softly, "Yeah, but we're still okay." He stood up and pulled her up with him. "So what do you say?" he grinned, "Sing it out?" She laughed at the old phrase he used to comfort her and nodded as he led her to his studio.
Definitely NOT proud of this one, but I couldn't leave you hanging. But here's a small spoiler for the next chapter: They get back together;)