Losses & Losses - An Austin & Ally Story

This is a fanfiction about the hit disney channel show, austin and ally. It's about how ally has lost someone in her life and it's up to austin to make everything better. Will he?

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1. Confessions & Crying

Disclaimer: I do not own austin and ally

 

Ally's POV: 

 

I walked into sonic boom holding austin's hand, smiling, and laughing. My dad was right behind the counter, watching us, enjoying what he saw. He had a smile on his face, but not a happy smile, but a sad smile, indicating that there was something wrong, which I didn't like. 

 

"Is something wrong?" I asked my dad as I slowly walked behind the counter while austin was walking out of the store. "Everything's fine honey, no need to worry." He sounded like he was trying to hide something. That made me worry even more. What could it be? I interrupted my own thoughts when I said, "No, dad, something's definitely up. Tell me, please?" I ask in a sweet voice so he would be able to calm down before he tells me. 'This could not be good', I thought as I sat myself down on the counter in front on my dad. And at that instant, he started tearing up. I didn't know what was wrong, but I still felt bad for him. 

 

"Dad, what's wrong?" I ask in a concerned and worried voice. "Well-", my dad started trailing off. Hesitantly, he continued. "I recently found out that", (he gulps), "on your mom's last expedition, she got bitten by a poisonoius snake, and-". He stopped in his tracks, and so did I. A tear falling down my dad's face, and one forming on my face as well. We stayed there for a few moments, not on one of us moves a muscle, yet tears still fall. 

 

"I'm sorry." My dad simply states walking away, leaving me there, alone, no one with me, and now, without a mother. I start to sob and grab my book, along with a pen, and start writing. 

 

As I'm writing, I have these thoughts in my head that I just can't seem to get out. 'Should I tell, austin?', 'Trish and dez?', 'How do I tell them?', 'What will they think?', 'Would they understand?'. The thoughts seemed to clogg up my brain, so much that i forgot what I was writing about. Even though, what I was writing was the same thing as what I was thinking about, I still forgot, but I was sobbing through each breath I take. 'Tomorrow is not going to be easy', I thought, taking a big breath. 

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