Saving Ally

Chapter 33

--Drew Borden

     As I'm watching tv in the game room, I hear a loud banging on the front door. I imagine who it could be: Ally's dad coming to kill me, the police, or... Ally.

     I get up and run downstairs thinking of the worst case scenarios for why Ally would be banging on the door this loud. Maybe she got hurt by someone... her dad maybe. Thinking this made my fear worse. I fling the door open without looking out the window, but find myself facing a girl with blonde hair. She's crying, tears and mascara streaming down her face. She opens her eyes to look at me, but seems disappointed at the sight. Usually when girls look at me their face fills with admiration, not disappointment.

     "Where's A-Ally?" the girl sobs, wiping her tears.

     I shiver from the cold air coming in from outside as I respond, "I don't know, who are you? If you're here to hurt Ally-"

     "I'm not here to hurt Ally, I'm here to protect her," she says as if I should know, walking past me into the warm house.

     I close the door and think about the situation I'm in. There's a girl here to protect Ally and she came to my house while crying trying to find her. I turn to her abruptly, and she's sitting on the stairs; her hands intertwined resting against her mouth, and her eyes staring forward. She's deathly silent, yet tears still run down her cheeks.

     "Where's Ally?" I ask, my voice cracking in the process.

     "I-I don't know... she said she was coming here..." she trails off, her eyes glued to the blank wall.

     "What exactly did she say?" I ask, creeping towards her.

     "She said something about going home... I-I don't know exactly right now," she stutters, trying to find the right words.

     "Going home..." I repeat and then it hits me. "I know where she is."

     "Where?" she asks, standing up and walking towards me.

     "She's at home," I say, putting my coat, along with some shoes.

     "I don't understand. This is her home," she responds.

     Is this chick a dumb blonde or something? "No she's at her actual home. What is she doing there?" I ask, then suddenly I burst out in anger. "What did you do to her!?"

     She winces as if I had hit her, and she stumbles backwards; hands up in surrender. "I did nothing, I swear."

     I study her for a couple seconds then say, "You will explain what happened between you and Ally that caused her to go to her house and for you to walk home from where ever you guys were in the car."

     "How did you know-"

     "Your shoes have a lot of snow on them. The only reason why they would have that much snow is if you had to walk home from somewhere. Plus, your face is very red."

     I walk out of the door and into my car, and she follows me like a lost puppy which reminds me of Ally for some odd reason. We get into the car and I start driving. It's silent for a bit; the only sound being the ice crunching underneath the cars wheels.

     "Tell me what happened. Ally would never go back to that place unless she needed something. What did you do and who are you?"

     "My name is Cindy and I'm Ally's sister..." she trails off.

     "Ally's sister from Chicago?" I ask.

     "No," she says, starting to cry. "I'm Ally's other sister."