4:34 PM, Monday the 13th of November.
austinrcarlile: Found your username on the blog for the school, tagged in an article.
alanashby: what do you want then?
austinrcarlile: You haven't been in school for a week. Can't I miss my favorite punching bag?
alanashby: one of my ribs is fractured.
austinrcarlile: No way. What did you do?
alanashby: more like what your friend did.
austinrcarlile: The sass difference you use through messages is crazy compared to the way you behave in person.
austinrcarlile: What did my friend do? Which friend exactly?
alanashby: no names allowed. he punt the heel of his boot into my chest.
austinrcarlile: Ronnie was really proud of that score.
alanashby: well I hope he's got enough pride left in him to pay for my hospital bill.
austinrcarlile: Ask him yourself.
austinrcarlile: Profile ronniefuckinradke attached.
alanashby: no thanks.
alanashby: not interested in two sides being bruised and fractured.
austinrcarlile: Suit yourself, pussy.
austinrcarlile: When are you coming back to school?
alanashby: unfortunately, tomorrow.
alanashby: can't wait to get the shit beaten out of me.
austinrcarlile: Well you set yourself up for this. See you tomorrow Ashby.
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3:55 PM, Tuesday the 14th of November.
alanashby: loved the part when you kicked in today.
austinrcarlile: Kicked in quite literally.
alanashby: thanks again. you're lucky that none of my family would ever care.
austinrcarlile: You can't tell me that I'm not good at nothing.
alanashby: yeah. good at breaking my bones. thanks Austin.
austinrcarlile: You're seriously claiming that no one in your house cares about the bruises and the fractured ribs you have?
alanashby: told my dad that I'd fallen. told my mother the same.
austinrcarlile: Who brought you to the hospital?
alanashby: me.
austinrcarlile: You're 17.
alanashby: how would you know exactly how old I am?
austinrcarlile: I was at your third birthday.
alanashby: oh yeah. whatever. forget about it.
austinrcarlile: See you tomorrow.
alanashby: forget about me Austin.
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4:23 PM, Wednesday the 15th of November.
austinrcarlile: What was that cat scratch I saw on your back of your hand?
alanashby: a cat scratch? lol?
austinrcarlile: I thought I could have done that.
alanashby: all you've done so far tonight is give me a headache.
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Bones Exposed - AC/AA
FanfictionAfter months of watching Alan suffer and contributing to it himself, his guilt sneaks up to force him into messaging Alan.