Chapter 6 part 2

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Dez point of view

When trish asks me that. I don't bother to answer. I just mumble horrible hoping she doesn't hear.

Wow there is a lot of people here. Austin begins singing Heart Beat. (I do not own the song heart beat, all rights go to the show Austin and Ally)

Oh how I wish his heart would beat for me.

Mine defiantly beats for him.

After the show the whole gang goes over to the private section of the beach, without the paparazzi or crazy fans following us. I try to believe I will have a fun time. But the voices in my head tell me otherwise. "oh sweetie, you will never have fun with me in your head, I just tell you the truth so you don't get to happy , after all, you will get hurt" the voice says.

"SHUT UP!" I yell and grip my hair.

Suddenly all flashbacks of my father hitting me come and I start shaking.

"Dez are you okay?'" Ally says. She sounds worried.

"Dez say something" ally says again. "Come with me I'll take you to the bathroom so trish and Austin don't see you" and we walk up to the boardwalk.

Should I tell ally? Most likely she will tell. I think I should keep it to me. "Good boy Dez, don't tell" the voice says. I groan. Ally starts to panic.

"Ally. I'm alright. Please . Calm down" I say softly

"Calm down? DEZ! How the heck do I calm down? My friend just had a seizure or a panic attack!" Ally shouts

"Ally, I had neither of those" I try to calm her once again, but it backfires.

"Then what the hell happend" ally shouts

I am shocked. Ally cussing. She must be worried. But seriously ? " ally, your wasting your time and energy worrying about me"

"Dez ! Your my friend ! I should be worried! Really what's up with you? This afternoon you ignore me trish and Austin" I flinch when I hear his name. "And then your rude. The hell dez"

"Ally if your my friend stop yelling at me" I say low

Ally suddenly looks guilty saying what she said.

"Oh dez, im sorry I didn't mean it like that" she looks down.

Oh if she only knew.

"Ally. Don't be sad. It's fine really" I give her a fake smile. I'm happy she believes it because she smiles back.

Maybe I can pull pretending to be happy shit off.

Maybe no one will notice.

Maybe I'll just die.

Yes. That's what I want

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