Alley POVIt has been two blissful weeks with my devil and I was somehow even more giddy than before. I really hated those bubbly girls that fell at their boyfriends' feet but I couldn't help it. Every time I saw him everything I was disappeared and all I could be was Alley that belonged to Christian. It felt so amazing to know he only touched me, only wanted me. Why was I so possessive of this boy? We met Derek at the front of school every morning and I know he hated how we googled eyed each other. We still weren't a couple in front of anyone but the long stares and constant little touches it was obvious something was going on. We even stole a few moments sneaking off in an empty classroom or dark corner to make out and sometimes even a little more. I wasn't ashamed to admit the rush of sneaking around was fun. I knew he was mine and one day we could be that in front of the world. Right now, it was our secret and I loved it. The girls in school mostly backed off him which I was hap

Alley POV"Four hurricanes and make them a double." I shouted to the bartender but he didn't turn around. Wait, that wasn't the bartender. "Christian?" He slowly turned around and I saw his hand with a bag of ice. I ran around the bar inspecting it. It wasn't that bad though, just a little red. "What happened?" My eyes were tearing now. "It's nothing. Go dance and have fun." He gave me a quick kiss then walked away. Seriously that was not ok. I stormed behind him pulling his shoulder to spin back to look at me."Excuse me? You don't fucking brush me off then walk away. I'm not some irrelevant whore that you fucked in the bathroom." Ok I really thought I wasn't pissed about what the bartender said but I guess I was because that was the first image that popped into my head. I know he had a very colorful past but it was a huge leap of faith I was taking that he was really done with those ways. I had to ignore it because if he was fucking women behind my back, I know I would break.

Alley POVI had one of the best weekends of my life but I knew reality would eventually catch up to me. Christian and I skipped school Monday and then he went to the city for two days so I was at Ethan's for Tuesday night. I talked to Derek every day but I didn't bring up what happened. That was a conversation we needed face to face and I needed to get my temper under control. I was fairly level headed but when something set me off there was nothing I wouldn't do. Throw shit, break shit, hit shit, let's just say I would get out of control. Whatever Derek was involved in I knew it had to do with drugs and right now all I wanted to do was pound on his face, knee him in the balls, then kick him while he was down. I know a bit brutal, especially for my brother, but he pissed me off so much and broke a promise to me.After he didn't show up at school again on Wednesday I had enough and left early. I didn't miss how Ethan was playing interference either. He was keeping Derek from me and h

Alley POVAce slammed the door to his office and I grabbed my stuff heading out of his house. I was not staying here, I was done. I slammed his front door holding my book bag, a bag of clothes, and two text books. How the hell was I getting home?I let go of everything in my arms to drop on the concrete and pulled out my phone. I immediately went to Christian's name. Fuck my life, definitely not calling him. Then I scrolled to Ethan but he was leaving for a competition at five am tomorrow. I can't put this on him. Next was Derek but fuck him and his lies. Layla is out because she is probably with him. The last friend I had was Katie but she didn't own a car.I huffed looking at Daniel's name. The only other contact I had in my phone. Couldn't call him either plus all I had to do was walk back inside to talk to him as he lived here with the devil. I gathered my stuff and headed into the living room. I was trapped here, fucking great!I opened my textbook on the coffee table and started

Alley POVI left in tears with Ethan and I knew he could feel my heart breaking. I wanted Christian more than anything but I wouldn't lose myself to him. I hadn't even processed what this meant for us. How could we have a life together? Did he honestly expect me to turn a blind eye to all this? For as long as I can remember I wanted to make this a better world. Turn the system into something that lifted people up, one that gave every person a chance no matter who they were born to. I wanted to be a teacher and work my way up the ladder to make real changes to the education system. If I could reach the kids before they were tainted with the cruelty of this world, I could help steer them down a brighter path. I was proof that being born to trash didn't mean you would be trash. I was proof that bad shit could happen to you and you can rise above it. Be a better person and not let it destroy you. I watched so many kids growing up fall so far from grace and it took a little piece of me