The Alliance

Chapter 15

"I think the alcohol is wearing off. Are you catching a ride with Fay?" He asks.

I nod. After drinking water for the last 10 minutes, I'd thankfully become less drunk, which means I would stop spurting weird things.

He looks at his phone. "I should be going soon." He must see the disappointment on my face because he adds. "In 20 minutes."

I smile. "Okay."

"Do you want to go somewhere quiet?" He asks, and I feel a headache coming on, so I nod.

He takes my hand, and I feel tingles shoot up my hand, and starts to lead us down the hall. I stare at the tattoos on his hand, trying to figure out what they mean.

He pulls me into the room, and I feel fear flicker in me when he closes the door and locks it.

"W-Why did you lock the door?" I ask. I try to rip my hand out of his, but he tightens his grip.

I look down and frown when I see that the tattoos on his hand are gone. His pale skin turns to a tan colour, and his hair changes to a light brown, and when he turns around, his once dark eyes turn blue.

"What are you—" He covers my mouth with his hand, shushing me.

I scream, and the last thing I see before everything goes black is his sickening smile.

I sit up with a gasp, holding my chest with one hand. I immediately turn my lamp on, my chest heaving.

I look at the clock and see that it's 5:30 in the morning.

I take a few deep breaths, trying to get that nightmare out of my head. Oh god, why did I hav e that nightmare of Hayden? I lay back down and go on my cracked phone, staring at the date.

February 14

I spend the next few hours on my phone until I'm leaving for my bus.

"Ava!" my mom yells and I flinch, at her loud voice.

"Your pills need to be refilled today. Go get them at the drugstore after school."

"So I can take the car then?" I ask and she shakes her head.

"How am I supposed to get them then? And how am I supposed to get home?"

She crosses her arms," Just ask your drug dealer friends, I'm sure they won't mind."

I roll my eyes, walking out in time when the bus comes, with a PB and J in my bag.

My hands sweat as I think about Hayden again. Will he be on the bus again?

The bus comes to my stop and I sit in the back, not in the seat that the other guy wants. I don't feel like getting yelled at again.

My heart is in my throat when I see Hayden waiting for the bus, and my hands sweat even more when I think about him sitting with me.

He gets on, and his eyes immediately connect with mine, but he sits with someone else again, and I frown. A part of me wanted him to sit with me, but the other part, the scared part, felt a huge relief.

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"Wanna be my valentine?"

Alisha asked me that as soon as I walked into art, and I smiled.

"Do you have chocolate for me?"

"No..." She trails off, "But come to my house tonight. You'll help me with art while also getting valentine's pancakes."