Hey guys... I've been having major writers block! I'm so so so sorry! If you're still readying, thank you and I hope you enjoy this chapter! I don't own anything!
Ally's POV
"Oh my god. It's actually a relief that he left." I say. Dez and Trish are in my apartment, asking why Austin left. "He's not going to go kill himself and I'm fine. I'm fine. I am." I say and they both look at me with sad eyes. "Look Ally, whether he left or you told him to... Doesn't make it better. He may try to kill himself." Trish explains to me slowly, like I'm a two year old. "And why the h*** would he do that?! It was his decision to leave me this time!" I'm really frustrated and I can't take it. I'm ripping my hair out. "Because you fricken accused him abusing his own daughter! Ally, you deserved this one and I love you to pieces but... Are you stupid? He's tried giving his life up for you and Ari before. He's gone through something that no one should have to go through at all, and he's been through it, I don't even know anymore, five times?" I sigh and stand up. "I know, I know. Will you watch Ariana for me?" They both sigh and nod, taking her to their apartment. "Thank you guys, I am so sorry... I'm looking for a babysitter already." They both nod and leave without speaking. I roll my eyes and make my way down the stairs after I change and walk about two miles to a bar. If he can get drunk, so can I.
Austin's POV
"Hey, Austin Moon again?" The man asks into the phone and I laugh a little. "Yeah, can I stop by in a few?" The guy sighs into the phone. "You can't try to kill yourself with it this time Austin. It's j-" I cut him off. I'm fine. I'm not going to kill myself. "I promise I won't." He tells me to pick it up now and I take a deep breath. Geez. There's something wrong with me but I don't care. I get in my car and drive to the guys house. I'm not drunk anymore so it's okay. When I pull up to his house, he steps outside with a big jacket on. He meets me in my car and he hands me weed as I hand him the money but the worst thing possible happens at that moment. A cop pulls up behind my car. Cr*p..
"Excuse me, why are you two men out here so late?" The officer asks us, her name is Sara but George (did I give him a different name already? I don't remember but his name is George now...), the guy selling me drugs, doesn't even bother to lie. "I'm selling him weed and marajuana. I'm sorry officer." I stare at him in shock as the officer opens my car door. "Out. Now. Hands behind your back. Spread your legs." I do what she says immediately as she checks my body. "License?" I nod and she tells me to take it out of the car. "Stop." I freeze immediately. "Were you the one driving this car?" I sigh and internally groan. "Yes." She steps back and tells me to walk in a straight line and I can. Of course. I'm not drunk but she thought I was. She gives me the speech as she puts the hand cuffs around my wrist. "You are being arrested for illegal drug use." Sh*t.
I'm in the cell right now. This is a lot worse than when we were all locked in the ice cream freezer. I don't have any people in the cell with me so I'm not worried about that. I can kill myself here and no one would give a sh*t. I still can't eat so that's probably a start to killing myself. "Mr. Moon, you have one phone call." I stand up, wondering if I should call someone. "I- I..." I sigh. "I don't have anyone to call..." I say sitting back down and the officer just walks away. I wonder how many days I'll be in here... Before I get killed, kill myself or just die of starvation. There's no one here to stop me from doing what I've wanted for the past few years. To just give up on life. They always say tomorrow's another day but... For me? For me it feels like another day is just another day to suffer. To hurt. To feel pain.
I sit in the cell, looking up at the ceiling, wondering what I did wrong. Did I really deserve all of this? I honestly have no idea. I probably did even if I don't know why. "Mr. Moon, you have a visitor." I look at him in confusion but get up anyway. "Who is it?" He shakes his head and sits me down. It's Dez.
"Dude! What the h*ll?!" He screams into the phone and I shrug. "It's all over the news and I'm sure Ally h-" I cut him off. "Don't ever use her name speaking to me." He rolls his eyes. "Don't be overdramatic. Haven't you talked to her?" He asks and I tell him that I haven't which makes him panic, calling her cell phone. After a few minutes, he gets off of the phone and looks at me like I'm a lost cause. "Austin... I'm- I'm sorry..." I look at him in a confused way. "She- she picked up the phone... But didn't mean to I guess and she... Her and some guy were... Well-" I burst out. "Just tell me!" He pauses. "I'm pretty sure she was having s*x with someone." I slump back in my seat. My heart has shattered for the last time, whether it's my fault or hers. That was the last time.
Ally's POV
I walk in and immediately grab a drink. Some guy keeps looking at me but I just ignore it for now. Before I know it, I'm literally drunk off my a** and I'm searching for a guy. A guy that will fricken give me what I want and not care why I want it. I stand up and go to the guy that was looking at me before, grab his hand and pull him to me. His hands immediately go to my waist and mine to his hair. His hands travel lower and grab my butt, making me moan. A small pang of guilt runs through me but quickly goes away. "Ally..." The guy whispers in my hear and I look up and then smile. "Elliot, how are you?" I ask and he smiles. "I'm good... I see you and Austin are over..." I take a deep breath and nod. He notices that I'm upset and grabs my hand, rubbing soothing circles onto my skin.
"You'll be fine... He wasn't worth it." He whispers and I sigh, looking into his eyes again. He leans down and kisses me, leading me to the back. He's rough about it though, not like Austin would be. He's gentle and cares about me. Elliot? He doesn't care about me at all. I pull away for a second and groan but he takes it the wrong way. I feel guilty and I know what I'm doing is wrong but he left me... So... It's fine. I smile weakly at his now naked body and nod at him.
I lay on my back panting. I know Elliot can be annoying or rude sometimes but d*mn he was good. It wasn't as pleasing as it would if Austin did it but it was nice. It was really nice. Okay, stop making disgusted looks at me. We didn't actually have s*x. Okay? I felt way too guilty. Oh gosh I'm talking to myself... But I didn't even take off my clothes. I told him that we couldn't have s*x and he was angry at first but then was fine. He put his clothes on and we just kissed and made out. A lot of touching in certain areas but no s*x. I honestly don't know how I'm going to raise Ari and another child- I jolt up, holding the blanket against my chest. "Holy cr*p! Oh my gosh. Elliot, take me home." I say and he looks at me. "Aw c'mon baby don't be like that." He grabs me in a certain spot and I push him away. I glare at him and start grabbing my jacket. "Elliot I'm leaving. I'll take a cab." He follows me and grabs my arm. "You are not leaving this room." I pause and look at him frightened. "Elliot, I have to be taken to the hospital. I'm pregnant with Austin's child and I just drank so much... Oh my gosh kill me." I start hyperventilating and he lets go of me. "Only once you get to escape. Leave. Now." I run out the door, not even looking back to see his expression. I've gotta find Austin.
"Dez? Can you pick me up?" I ask into the phone and he sighs angrily. "Where are you?" What's his problem? Geez. "The club across from the apartment." He angrily puffs. "You can walk." He goes to hang up the phone but I start screaming. "No! I need to be taken to the hospital.. Please." He says fine and then hangs up the phone so I wait outside for him. He skids in front of the club a few minutes later and I get in. "Why do you need to go to the hospital?" He asks, still not looking at me. "I drank. I have a baby on the way." He flips out on me.
"Why are you so d*mn irresponsible?! First you get drunk while you're pregnant and then have s*x with some guy?! What the h*ll Ally?!" His outburst makes me flinch back. "I didn't-" he's very angry, I can tell because he almost crashed. Twice. "You butt dialed me and I heard you guys. Ally... I love you and you know that but I'm so sorry. You don't deserve Austin. I know I probably sound so bipolar because I just told Austin the same thing but honestly... I was so angry at him for leaving you because he felt it was better for you but it wasn't. But he was trying to help you and trying to protect you. I know he loves you unconditionally but it always seems like you don't love him. He would never even think to glance at another girl in the way he looks at you and you went out and had s*x with some random drunk guy while you were pregnant with Austin's child. And you accused him of abusing Ari! He's tried killing himself for you! He's risked his life and his career for you and Ari. I just don't know why you just can't understand why he loves you so much! " I grab my hair and yank, starting to cry. "I'm such a f**king b*tch... I can't even... Just please Dez. Please. I didn't have s*x with him. And I was drunk. We were just kissing and... Touching... But we both had clothes on I swear. Please don't tell Austin." He grabs my hand, giving me an apologetic look. "I was with him when I got the call..." I groan and look around at the almost empty hospital parking lot and sigh. "Take me to him..." He shakes his head, almost like he's contemplating whether to take me or not. I don't even know where he is. "Ally no. You'll talk to him another time." I shake my head this time. "I'm not a kid anymore Dez! I can do this. If I don't learn to solve my own problems, I'll never make it anywhere in life..." I started shouting but ended up whispering. "Ally, please."
"No Dez! Take me to see him! Please, I can figure this out. I promise." He slams on the top of the steering wheel. "Ally stop! Please. I have a reason for this... Just go into the hospital, I'm sure your baby is-" I cut him off short, screaming*. "Dez! Oh my god. Just f**king take me to see him!" He yells back at me just as loud. "He's in jail god d**mit!" What? He was just fine at home. Why the h*ll was he arrested?! Oh my god. "Ally, look. I'm going to leave you here to be taken care of. Then maybe we'll go see Austin..." I shake my head. "Why didn't you bail him out?"
"Ally... Don't do this." He whispers and I give him a look. It must've said everything in my eyes. My emotions always take over me no matter what... "He asked me not to... He said t-that it'd be good for him and he wants t-to be there." I grunt and shove his arm. "Take me there. Take me to talk to him." He sighs, turning around and taking me to the jail.
"Oh my god!" I yell as we're on the highway, someone coming the wrong way on the road. "Dez move!" We're in the middle lane, cars surrounding us on both sides and he can't move anywhere except straight. "Ally, buckle in. There's no way we're getting out of this." The fact that he sounds scared makes me even more scared and I start crying. "I'm sorry Dez. I'm sorry Trish. I'm sorry Austin." I say as the car moves closer to us and none of the other cars can move out of our way. He honks a bunch of time but can't get them to move. "I'm sorry Ari." That's the last thing I spoke before the car hit us head on.
Austin's POV
"Dez and Ally were hit by a drunk driver on the wrong side of the road.(A/N AT BOTTOM)" Trish just called the jail and bailed me out. Trish just told me that Dez and Ally were hit as soon as I get in the car, Ari asleep in her car seat, Aust asleep in his. "What?!" She's in tears and I plop down on the seat. "Can you drive?" She nods and speeds off to the hospital.
When we get there, we both walk quickly to the desk, Ari in my arms and Aust in Trish's. "Allyson Dawson and Dezmond Fisher?" Trish asks and the woman looks at us sympathetically. "Ally is under major surgery at the moment and won't be put into a room until later." My heart drops to my stomach, a tear falling off my face. "I'm sorry... And Dez is in room..." She looks down. "147. They're in our prayers." I nod a thank you as Trish is already running down the hall to Dez.
"Dez?" She whispers and I see his eyes flutter open a little. "Trish." He mumbles, barley audible. "You're okay Dez. You're okay." He smiles at her without even opening his eyes as she brushes her hand through his hair. "I'll take Aust..." I say and Dez opens his eyes again. "Austin?" I sigh and nod, then he closes his eyes again. "She's not o-okay... F-find her... She n-needs you." I give Trish a scared look and she sighs. "She's fine. She's going to be okay Austin." I take a deep breath, grab Aust out of Trish's hands and leave the room. Just then, Ari's eyes flutter open and she smiles at me, then frowns. "Daddy?" I raise my eyebrows. "Yes Princess?" She puts her hands against my chest, trying to push me away. "Put me down." She says and I sigh, gripping her in a different way. "Ari, stop it." She shakes her head and keeps shoving me. "Don't call me Ari!" I groan and sit down in the waiting room, not even making it to the cafeteria to get them food. "Ari stop it right now or you'll be grounded." She jumps off the chair and I quickly grab her by the waist, being careful of her arm that's now in a pink cast because of Elliot. "No! Go away!" I clench my teeth and pull her toward me. "Ariana. Stop. Mommy isn't here, okay? I can't get her and she isn't here. Please."
"No! Let me down! I want mommy!" I turn her around to look at me. "Mommy's not here right now!" I burst out and she starts to cry, she stops trying to get away. I've never yelled at her before. Not like that. "I'm sorry Ari... Please Ar... Daddy's going through a hard time right now and I can't get mommy. I want her too but I can't..." She wipes her tears and crosses her arms. "And where is she then?" I sigh, picking her up off the ground where she was sitting and place her on the chair next to mine. "Mommy's... Mommy's sick and we can't see her until she gets better. Trust me Ar, I want to see her too but she's very hurt and we have to wait so please cooperate with me. I need you to do that for me. For mommy." She looks up at me, tears in her eyes and immediately turns from me. "For mommy." I sigh, grab her hand and we walk to the cafeteria like that. She doesn't talk to me the whole time but that's not what I need. She's at least cooperating and we'll work from there.
"Excuse me sir?" Some taps on my shoulder and I turn around quickly. "You're here for Ally Dawson, correct?" My breath hitches as I nod and he tells me to follow him. "I'm sorry... She has gone into a coma. We're not sure when she'll wake up... But you can stay with her but it will be a long time." I freeze in my spot and he starts to walk away and I leap. "Wait! How long will she be here?" I whisper, not wanting to wake Ari up. It's almost midnight and Trish has Aust. "We're not really sure but it will be at least a year..." I feel my arm drop from his shoulder and he sighs. "I'm sorry..." I nod, swallowing the lump in my throat. "She's in room 119 if you want..." I nod again and look down at Ari, sighing again.
"Ari sweety..." I shake her awake. She looks at me and groans, turning around. "Ari, I'm sick of this behavior. Let's go." She groans again, getting up and walking next to me, not letting me grab her hand. "Ari, don't touch mommy okay? She's very hurt and she won't wake up for a little while, okay?" She nods not even looking at me. Wow. My fiancé is in a coma and my daughter hates me. Actually, no let me correct myself. I'm pretty sure she's not my fiancé anymore because she went and had s*x with someone so... I lost my fiancé and then went into a coma. And my daughter hates me. My son or daughter will probably hate me too. Everyone hates me. "Wait! Oh my gosh!" I get up and run around looking for a doctor. "Excuse me?" I tap one of them on the shoulder. "Ally Dawson went into a coma but she's pregnant. W-what will happen?" He sighs. "She's only about two months along so the baby will be okay if she wakes up before the nine months. If she's not awake, we will need to do a c-section but... They usually don't make it if the person isn't..." I nod, stepping back. "Um thank you." I walk back to the room and I see Ari tapping Ally.
"Ari no!" I jog over to her and pick her up. "Ariana. If you're not going to listen to me, we're going home and you won't see mommy at all.
She's very hurt and she might have booboos that we can't see so don't touch her okay?" She flails her arms and kicks me over and over until I let her down. She runs to Ally crying but this time doesn't touch her so I sit and watch. "Please be okay mommy... I need you. Daddy doesn't love me..." She bursts out into tears and I look at her in confusion. "What? Ari... I love you. I didn't know that man was going to hurt you. I couldn't stop it, I tried my hardest. You mean everything to me." She glares at me before grabbing Ally and pulling her into a hug. "Ari! You can't..." I stop talking and walk over to her, picking her up. I look down and sigh, kissing Ally's lips. "I love you Alls. I'll be back." I walk out the door with Ari screaming and kicking, wanting to go back in. "Ariana! Stop it! That's it. We're going home and until you start behaving correctly, you won't see mommy or Aust. Okay?" She punches me over and over and I sigh. I start crying as I place her in the car, putting her seatbelt on. What does she want from me? She punches me in the face and I groan, pulling away from the car. I close the door, leaning against it still crying. "Ally, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that and I just... You know I need you..." I whisper and then look back at Ari, she's crying too but obviously for a different reason. I hop in the car and go off to the apartment.
The next three hours go like this. She cries screams and yells and tells me that she hates me before I finally crack. "Go to your room Ari. You're punished. I'm done." She shakes her head and I clench my jaw. I don't know what to do! Ari's always been so good up until now! She's never done something like this before. "Ari go. I'm counting to three. If you're not in there before three..." I trail off not knowing what to say. She raises her eyebrows at me, smirking a little. What the h*ll?! She's definitely my child.. "Or what?" She asks and I lean against the fridge, groaning in frustration, tears of anger falling from my eyes. "Ari, what do you want from me? I don't know what you want me to do!" I hit my hand against the fridge and groan. "Ari, just go. You won't see aunt Trish or uncle Dez either. I'm counting to three. One... Two..." She lets out a puff an turns around, stomping to her room, screaming as she gets in there and I let her. I cant get her to stop so what's the point?
I walk into the bathroom, going under the sink (which is locked by the way. Ari can't get to it) and look for something in particular... Yes! She didn't throw it out. I pull the cigarettes out and grab a lighter, going outside on the terrace. I sigh and take a deep breath, putting it in my mouth. This is what I'll do for now. I'll only do it for now... I won't kill myself, I can't. I have a daughter that has a mother that's in the hospital so I'm her only parent. This was my plan before I was sent to jail... That's probably everywhere already. The newspaper, television, magazines... Me smoking marajuana will probably be everywhere in about two hours but I don't give a f*ck. I breathe in again, sighing at the relief. I'm outside smoking for about an hour before I jump in the shower quickly. Jail is kinda gross...
It's been about an hour and a half before I told Ari to go into her room and she's most likely asleep so I go in and check on her. I walk in, pull her shoes off and wiping her tears. I give her a sad smile and pull the blanket over her sleeping form. "I'm sorry baby..." I kiss her cheek as sigh, walking out.
I don't sleep much that night, I mostly smoke and at seven thirty, I take a really quick shower to get the smell off me (I don't do any of this stuff so idek if it actually smells) and then I make Ari breakfast. She doesn't come out and I think she's still sleeping but she opens the door and I see that she's been crying which makes me sigh. "Can I come out now?" She asks and I nod, telling her to sit at the table and breakfast would be ready soon. She sits down, holding her teddy bear in her hand. The one I gave her when I got home from my moms/rehab. She clutches it to her chest and starts to cry again. I walk up to her, putting her plate down and rubbing her back. She's crying so hard that it makes me start crying too. "Ari..." My voice cracks and she looks up at me. "Tell me what's wrong..." She takes a deep breath and gets up, stands on the chair and pulls me in for a huge hug. I squeeze her tightly as she cries into my shoulder. "I-I'm sorry daddy... Please don't be mad at me..." She breaks out into more sobs and I rock her gently back and forth. "Of course not baby... I love you..." She pulls back and looks at me with hopeful eyes. "Really?" I laugh a little, ruffling her hair. "To the moon and back." I say kissing her cheek and smiles at me for the first time since Elliot hurt her. She giggles. "Forever and always." She whispers and I sigh.
"Ari, you know I'd do anything for you right?" She bites into her pancakes and starts talking with her mouth full. "Talk when you're done." I say chuckling and she giggles again. When she finishes that bite, she looks at me and sighs. "You'd really do anything for me?" She asks and I smile, grabbing her hand and kissing it. "Of course Princess..." She smiles and I wipe her tears from before.
"Daddy?" I hum in response, squeezing her hand a little. "Will mommy be okay?" She whispers and I sigh. "Mommy will be fine but she won't be awake for awhile... You can see her but you can't touch her and she won't respond if you try to talk to her..." She takes a deep breath and sighs. "Why?" I get up, grabbing her plate and washing it off. "Its kinda complicated Ar... You wouldn't understand." Even though Ari is only three and she has dyslexia, she is very smart. She would understand, I just don't want her to. She mixes up letters the look similar but she understands almost anything you tell her. That's Ally's side in her. I turn around and see that she's crying again. "I won't understand because of my dys... Dyslexa...?" She cries a little harder. "Dyslexia but very close and no. That's not why, it's just a grown up thing... Aust wouldn't understand either. It's too hard to explain..." She sighs and asks me to try. "Well Ari... Do you remember when you got into that car accident?" She nods. "Mommy got into one too but she hurt her head so... She will wake up eventually just...she's very hurt so... She'll sleep until she gets well enough to move and speak...?" I end as a question. Um, have you ever tried to explain to a three year old that her mother was in a coma? No. I don't think so.
"So she'll get better when?" I bend down to her height as she's sitting in the chair. "A long time Ar... I-I'm sorry..." She lifts her eyebrows. "How long is a long time?" I sigh and grab her hands. "They're not really sure just..." She grabs my hand and sighs. "Please Daddy? It's okay, I can handle it..." Geez, she acts like an adult! That's also Ally's side coming out because she's more mature than me and I'm twenty five. "Ar, she'll be down for at least a year... I-I'm sorry... I wish she could be here too but..." A tear slips from my eye as I see her try to calm herself down, her crying too. "Ari I know just... I'll be here the whole time... I'll help you and so will Auntie Trish and Uncle Dez. I miss her too..." She nods and pulls me into a hug, her sobs coming clear. "I'm not leaving anymore. It won't be like before. But mommy will be okay. Just a year baby... Just a year..." She nods and I start rocking us back and forth. I lift her up and bring her into the living room, in the couch and sing her lullabies until she's almost asleep. "I love you..." I whisper. "Too the moon and back..." She gives me a half smile as we say the next part together. "Forever and always."
A/N: I think it was a little over a year ago (maybe two... I'm not sure) when someone was driving on the wrong side of the rode (on Long Island). She was drunk and she had five kids in the back seat with her. As she made a big turn, she collided with another car, killing everyone in the other car, herself and four of the five children (not all her own). She was a really nice woman and she usually didnt drink so no one really knows why she was so drunk in the first place. She worked with my mom and the day after the accident happened, I was at her work and people were hysterically crying. It was horrible, she was a really nice lady and those kids were really nice as well. I'm pretty sure that the youngest one (five years old at the time I believ. But I'm not sure) survived and he was the only one. Even though she had done wrong by driving ounces the influence, the children's families are in my prayers and the children themselves are in my prayers. And so is everyone that was in that crash. I know this is true because it's been on the news and I had met the woman but I'm not sure if all of those details are correct but I think they are. They're in my prayers 3