Halloween Night

Chapter 33

They got to his truck that was marked with evidence tape and the doors were luckily unlocked. Dez passed Trish over to Austin and then searched through the glove box, "Whoo!" Dez shouted, "I'm glad I had an extra key. Those guys took my keys."

"How'd you get away?" Ally asked as she climbed into the back and Austin set Trish next to her. Ally took off Austin's jacket and covered her with it.

"Those cops." Dez told them, "It was a good distraction. I had to beat up the guy that had Trish strapped." Dez looked like he might cry.

"He...he was going to do bad things to her, Ally. Bad, gross things... right in front of me."

Ally didn't ask for further explanation. She didn't need it to know what he meant by 'gross things.' Ally couldn't hold it in, she opened the door and vomited all over the ground. "Oh no, babe." Austin turned and rubbed her back, holding her hair. "Ally?"

She sat up, tears in her eyes, "I'm so sorry, Dez." She whispered as she wiped her mouth.

"Let's go get Cassidy and Dallas." Dez said, trying to change the subject. "I don't trust anyone in this town. And they are all we have left."

Austin handed Ally a bottle of water he found in the front and Ally accepted it, grateful. When they got to the hospital, Ally hopped out from the back while Dez and Austin went to get Trish. "Austin, I need you to take Trish. I can't with my leg wound."

"Sure, no problem buddy." Austin picked Trish up and carried her inside, Ally and Dez following behind. When they got through the doors, Austin set Trish down in a waiting room chair.

Ally made a bee line straight to Cassidy, who was sitting in the waiting room. "Where's Dallas?"

"He's in there?" Ally followed her finger, "He's groggy, but they patched him up." Cassidy says with a shakey voice.

Austin walked over to Ally and grabbed her hand. Unfortunately for her, it was her broken hand. She winced in pain, biting her lip to stop herself from crying.

Austin turned to her, putting his hand on her cheek. "Alls, what's wrong?"

"Whaaaaaaaaaaat? W-why would you assume something's wrong?" Why did she have to be such a terrible liar?

Austin gave her a look, telling her he didn't believe her. "Okay, I sort of, may have, broken my hand when I saved you from the ghost face." She admitted.

"What?! Why didn't you tell me?" His eyes were full of concern.

"Because Austin, I didn't want you to freak out. It's no big deal compared to what were dealing with now." She said, looking around the room.

"You're hurt, that's a big deal to me. Come on, we'll get it checked out." He said, ushering her to the front desk.

"No you won't. We're leaving." Cassidy said, blocking their path.

"WHAT?" They screamed, staring at her.

"I'm serious. I can't explain now... but... we have to. I grabbed a first aid kit and some other supplies so we can fix all your wounds later." She was bawling now and Dallas nodded, who appeared at her side, all bandaged up.

Ally looked at her in shock. Something in Cassidy's eyes told Ally she had to trust her. "Alright. Lets go then." Ally said. Austin looked at her in confusion. "We're really just going to leave after all we've been through to get here? What about Trish?"

"Austin, I don't want to leave either. But I feel like we need to trust Cassidy on this one." Ally said, grabbing his hand. Austin looked into her eyes and after a few minutes, finally spoke. "Alright. Lets go."

Dez was surprisingly okay with leaving. He must know the reasoning behind it. And judging by his scared face, it can't be good.

Austin picked up Trish once more and they made their way to the door.

They ran out, successfully dodging any doctors or nurses. Austin set Trish in the back once more, and then climbed in front. Ally crawled in on top of Austin as Cassidy and Dallas got in beside Trish. "So what's wrong with her, anyway?" Cassidy asked, referring to Trish.

"Shut it, Cas." Dez shouted, as he climbed in to the drivers spot.

"Dez." Ally scolded in a whisper, "They aren't the enemy."

Dez started the car, backing out of the parking spot, almost hitting another car while he was at it.

"Don't crash the car!" Cassidy screeched.

"Yeah, that's what we need to worry about." Dez muttered.

"What are we worried about Dez?" Ally whispered, putting her hand on his arm as they drove.

"Getting out of here." Dez mumbled, "And never coming back."