When Devils Smile

Twenty three

Levi's POV:

I sit on top of- fuck knows where. A hill? A tall one, I can almost see the whole town, I've never been up here before but it's quite nice. Relaxing.

A good place to get away from it all.

I don't hate him, if you think I do. I don't.

I get it, why Devon did everything he did, but man, fuck him. And Issy, screw them both. I was doing fine before they came into my life, I didn't need no friends, I didn't need to reach out and open up. But then Devon waltzed into my life.

And ruined it all, he ruined me. Because I can't even hate him right now for what he's done. I wish I could, and I know I would have a few months back but right now I just can't seem to find my hate for him.

I'm just sad, angry, and disappointed. But I still want him.

I know I shouldn't but I do, it's fucked

To have feelings, it's fucked up. I wish I didn't but I do, I liked Devon. Typical, the only guy I have ever liked and look how it all turned out. He hurt me, broke my heart. And now he's calling and calling and-

I throw it, I throw my phone straight off the cliff in anger. I watch it slowly fall to the bottom and hit the concrete, slowly hearing my irritating phone call quiet down into the abys.

Giving me a moment of silence in which I ravel in, I move my hands over my face as I feel my fingers twitch. Wanting to reach out and open Devon's messages, reply to him but now I can't.

I look into the sky and scream, scream so loud birds flee from the dead trees. "Fuck!" I yell, my voice slowly going raw. I look down below but can't see my phone, maybe it's for the best. I shouldn't hear what he has to say, it's messed up I'm even considering hearing him out.

When I got home that day I tore Valentine a new one, I destroyed the living room. Throwing everything upside down. They were all pissed at me, but they understood why. They let me tear each corner of the house to shreds and when it was over- you should have seen their faces.

They were terrified, not scared of me. Just scared for what I'd do, to myself, apparently.

"Levi-" Emmet had started but I flinched away from him.

"Don't," I had replied, not even recognising my own voice. Sky tried calming me down but nothing worked, instead I took one last look at Valentine before I packed my shit up and left.

I went to the club for a few days, slept on the staff room since barely anyone went in. Until my boss started creeping around and tried it on with me.

Me being clearly not in the mood, I punched him. Right in the face.

His nose poured with blood, and everyone cheered, he kicked me out within an instant. And the other instant he fired me, quick and painless but I smiled at him in return. I didn't need that job, I don't need anyone or anything.

But if that's the case then why is my body aching for Devon's touch.

I rub my face with my hands again harshly, I am so screwed. I keep thinking about him, I shake my head away from these thoughts.

After I was kicked from the club, and fired. I went to Ivy, because she was the only person I had left. I stayed there a couple days, not going to work as I had been successfully fired from both of my jobs now.

But this was a mistake, as Issy showed up to Ivy's house one day. They have apparently gotten close and become friends since our road trip. Issy spoke to me, she told me how Devon is beaten up right now but I was having none of it.