Chapter 25: How He Came Back.

Ally just stared at him blankly, no emotion could be seen on her face. He stood there in his long black coat and his expensive suit underneath, but he too, looked exhausted, like he hadn't slept in weeks. But, that didn't make her happy. It made her feel worse. She turned away from him and stared at Dez.

"I told him to come," He said. "I thought it would be best if you two talked things out."

Ally gripped the arms of the chair, and Dez got up from his seat, then left the room. Ally quickly turned away from him and stared at the painting behind the desk. She heard him approach and his hand rested on the back of her chair. He cleared his throat, but she didn't turn to look at him.

"Ally," He crouched down next to the chair and his hand rested on her tense hand. "Look at me."

"You don't love me, do you?" She turned to look at him and saw a pained expression on his face.

"Ally, I know I haven't been around to see you, but please don't ever think I don't love you, because I really do, I wouldn't lie about something like that-"

"Then where have you been!" She yelled. "I've never felt dependent on anyone in my life, and you let me down!"

"Ally, please, I've just been busy," He explained.

"I really believed you," She whispered. "I believed everything you told me. Austin, I'm so lonely in this place, I just want to come home but I can't help feeling that you don't care about me anymore-"

"No, no, no," He reached out and cupped her cheeks. "Ally, you've all I've been thinking about. I just don't want Elliot to find out that you're here, because it would kill me if anything ever happened to you, but please don't ever doubt my feelings for you."

"I know that when you leave today, I won't see you again for weeks, and you won't even call I can almost guarantee it," She hissed, with tears falling from her eyes.

"Ally if I could take you with me, I would, but I can't. I'd stay here with you if I could, but again I can't-"

"Then why don't you call?" She cried.

"It's not the same," He croaked. "If I call you and you're sad, then how am I meant to hold you and tell you everything's okay. It's not the same."

"Austin, I-I feel so depressed. I've never felt this way before...I hate it, and I want it to go away."

"This is all my fault," He rested his forehead against hers. "I've missed you so much."

"I-"

Rapid banging cut Ally off. She could hear voices yelling "open the door." She slowly got to her feet, but Austin grabbed her hand.

"Just ignore it. We need to talk-"

"JAIME OPEN THE DOOR!" Dallas yelled and Ally took off running out of the room. She followed the sound of their voices and she came to the hallway where Jaime's room was. Dez and Dallas were banging on the door, then Dallas began barging his shoulder against it.

"What's going on?" Ally ran over and stared at them with wide eyes.

"She's locked herself in there with a knife!" Dallas shouted, then Austin appeared and he lifted up his foot and kicked the door down.

Jaime was by the sink, her wrists slit and blood staining the white basin. She turned to look at them, her eyes glazed with tears.

"JAIME!" Dallas ran over and she collapsed into his arms. He bundled her up against his chest and they all ran out of the room and towards Dr. Frederick's room.

Dallas put her down on the bed and Dr. Frederick began to get to work on her wrists.

"What the hell happened?" Ally croaked. "She was fine earlier," She brought her hand to her mouth, and tears stung her eyes.

"Someone was on the phone asking for her, then she just walked off and locked herself in the bathroom with a knife," Dez explained.

"Could you give me some space," Dr. Frederick ordered and Austin grabbed her hand, pulling her from the room.

She turned to look at him, then she wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her face into the crook of his neck. She cried silently and gripped the collar of his shirt.

Austin's cell phone began to ring in his pocket and Ally pulled away from him. He sent an apologetic look her way, then answered his phone.

She watched him walk away with a longing look. She felt her exhaustion take over her body and she leant against the wall.

"I'm busy...I don't care...I'm trying to-" Ally listened to Austin's voice go on, but the tone of his voice began to become more distant, then the last thing she remembered was that she called out his name before everything went dark.

...

Austin walked away from Ally and held the phone to his ear.

"What?" He asked in annoyance.

"It's your dad, he's turned up drunk," Trish said. "He's making a massive scene, I think you should come back."

"I'm busy," He grumbled.

"You really need to come back-"

"I don't care!" He snapped. "I'm trying to-"

"Austin..." Ally's voice was followed with a loud thud, and he turned around quickly to see her passed out on the floor.

"Ally!" He dropped his phone and ran over. He crouched down next to her and picked her lifeless body up. The door opened nearby and Dez walked out.

"What happened?" He asked.

"She passed out," Austin explained.

"Her room is just down the corridor," He explained and Austin took off towards her room, then gently put her down on the bed. He stared at her contently, until he realised she was sleeping. She must've been exhausted.

He sat down on the edge of the bed and admired her. He felt like he had the weight of the world on his shoulders. He needed to fix this situation so they could go back to living their normal lives, together.

Austin moved, so he was next to her and he rested his head against the pillow. He could feel her breath on his face and it was like he could see the tiredness disappearing from her face. He reached out and brushed a strand of hair from her face, then he closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.

A few hours later, Austin felt someone's hand brush against his cheek. He slowly opened his eyes, and stared into Ally's eyes. She still looked tired, but it wasn't as bad as before. She had a faint smile on her face, but he knew she had more to get off her chest.

"You scared me back in the hall," He said, his voice low and deep.

"I'm sorry…everything just got too much," She explained, and she brought her hand away from his face, but he reached out and grabbed her hand, bringing it back to his face.

"Ally, if I could take you with me, then I would, you know that-"

"But?"

"But, I can't put you at risk…I just need you to hang on a bit longer, then we can go back to normal. We can move out of the city, get a house in the countryside…I just need you to stay here for a while," He could see the sadness on her face, which made his heart ache, but there wasn't anything he could do to make it stop.

"You never called, like you promised," She whispered. "Jaime said you were out there with other girls, and….I couldn't help, but believe her."

"Ally, I'd never do that to you," He tucked some of her hair behind her ear. "I love you."

"I know, and I love you too."

"WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED! I PAY YOU TO KEEP HER SAFE!" Ally slowly sat up, recognizing that thundering, powerful voice.

"Ally, what is it?" Austin asked.

"No…" She whispered. "It can't be…no…" She got up from the bed and stumbled from her room. She wandered down the hall, and headed towards the room Jaime was in. With an aching head, and a heavy heart, she rounded the corner then gasped.

"Wayne."

AN: Hi! Sorry about the wait, I broke my glasses, and I haven't been able to see all week, but I got my new pair today. I break up from school at the end of this week, so I can finally relax, and do more writing, and they will be longer chapters, I promise. Thank you to everyone who reviewed the last chapter, so please review this one. In the next chapter, Ally gets smuggled out of the safe house :)

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