Ch.12~Destroyed and loved
Ally Dawson
I looked at Dallas, standing in front of me dressed in blue jeans and white shirt.
You have GOT to be kidding me. I muttered. The anount of tragedy in my life was getting well tragic.
'H-how did you?" I began.
"i've been watching you, Ally Carstairs." He began.
"I don't take Elliot's last name anymore," I said indignantly.
He rolled his eyes bitterly, "Do you think I care?'"
I glared at him. How had he ever been my friend?
"Why are you here then, Dallas?"
"To take revenge on Austin, by destroying you."
And then I screamed.
"HELP ME AUSTIN, PLEASE."
"He won't hear you," Dallas commented. Then he jumped on me.
I kicked and screamed. "Get off me."
He hissed evilly.
Austin's voice then came to me, when he was teaching me to defend myself.
'Kick him in the balls as hard as you can,"
I kicked and he cussed. Then he took out handcuffs, two of them and shackled my arms and legs together. I squirmed, and tears began streaming down my face.
"Please Dallas," I resorted to begging, because my arms and legs weren't working.
"Austin," I yelled.
He laughed evilly, and then with his knife he pulled my shirt off. And then he gagged me, just as I heard Austin yell.
"ALLY,ALLY. ARE YOU THERE?"
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Austin Moon
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"Help, me Austin. PLEASE."
That was Ally's mutilated voice.
My eyes grew large, and I yelled "Ally, where are you?"
What if something for nothing?
I took of in a sprint and looked everywhere around here, and then I saw her. And Dallas.
Rage blinded me, as I swallowed down bile.
Author's note/ Thank god Austin found her in time. Phew.
But poor Ally.
How much more can she take?