𝐒𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐁𝐚𝐛𝐲 (𝐁𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐋𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬 & 𝐒𝐭𝐮 𝐌𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫)

𝐓 𝐞 𝐧

ALISON'S POV:

I sat in the emergency room, the scent of hand sanitizer stung my nostrils, causing my face to scrunch up in disgust.

Three stitches were sewn onto my collarbone. Some black and purple bruises were littered all over my body. Especially on my side and back. To my right handside was Dewey Riley, Tatum's brother.

He was a well cut man, hair newly cut, a freshly shaven face, dark brown hair, hazel eyes, and a mustache plastered on his face. He wore his Sherrif uniform. A small golden plaster with the engravings of, 'Dewey Riley' located on his chest.

"Did you see their face?" Dewey asked as he held onto a notepad.

"No, I didn't." I stated as I bit onto my nails.

Dewey let out a sigh, rubbing his temples, "Keep your eye out okay? We're still trying to figure out who this fucker is." He gritted out.

I paused for a moment, "Are Sidney and Tatum okay?" My eyes poured into Dewey's, silently praying that they were okay.

"They're fine. I uh, actually want to say thank you." Dewey's eyes were focused on me.

I shot in a confused look.

"For saving Tatum, thank you." Dewey said quietly.

I nodded my head, not knowing what else to say. The door to the room busted open, revealing a shaken up Sidney and wide eyed Tatum. Tatum immediately embraced me in a hug, I let out a groan of pain as she pressed against my freshly sewn stitches.

"Oh! Sorry!" Tatum shot me an apologetic smile, moving back slightly to give me space.

"We were worried sick!" Sidney said as she came to my side.

"Thank you for saving me Alison, if you didn't swoop in I don't think I would be here right now." Tatum spoke as tears arose from within her eyes.

Pulling her close I embraced her in a hug. Her perfume tickled my nose lightly.

Everyone's neck snapped towards the door once it opened, revealing a nurse holding onto a clipboard.

"Hello Alison," she smiled warmly.

I nodded my head, "that's me."

"Well, I have good news for you. You can go home now. Just make sure to keep your stitches dry and avoid them getting wet. Here is some prescribed medication. It's a cream that is meant to both soothe the pain and lessen the redness." The nurse handed me a tube of moisturizing cream.

"Thank you." I muttered.

"Of course." The nurse walked out the room. Leaving all four of us alone.

"You should get some rest Alison, you've had a rough night." Dewey said as he held onto my shoulders lightly. Squeezing it reassuringly.

"Yeah, you're right, it's late anyways." I said, glancing at the clock located above the door.

It read 10:30 PM. As I got up Sidney and Tatum hugged me once more.

"Take it easy alright?" Sidney spoke softly.

                           .   .   .   .   .   .

I sat in my small apartment complex, smoking a cigarette as Billy Idol played on my record player. As I hummed along to the lyrics a loud knock took me out of my tiny concert that was playing within my head.

Groaning, I put out my cigarette, getting up from the couch, making my way towards the door. I opened it, revealing two familiar boys.

"Hey there Alison!" Stu's energetic voice boomed.

"Hey." Billy smiled softly.

Stu walked past me entering my apartment, so much for asking. Billy followed behind him, I closed my apartment door. Crossing my arms.

"What are you guys doing here?" Annoyance laced my words.

"Wow there tiger! We just wanted to see how you were doing. Sidney and Tatum called us, they told us what happened." Stu smiled, his dimples now on display.

"Yeah, it was completely badass. You got balls Ms. Alison." Billy sent me a smirk, the right side of his lips rising up slightly.

Stu immediately stopped his movements, taking a big whiff. Is he a fucking dog?

"You've been smoking." Stu stated.

"Yeah, why?" I asked as I took walked over to my coffee table, grabbing my pack of
cigarettes.

But Stu had another plan, immediately grasping onto the pack of cheap cigarettes, taking them from my possession. My eyes narrowed.

"Give them back." I demanded.

"No, they're bad for your health. Stop smoking this shit, it makes your lungs black." Stu gritted out.

My movements froze, I've never seen Stu so serious. He's always so, playful, mellow.

"Well, this is my house, and I'm going to do what I like. With or without your permission." I spoke sour.

"What are you gonna do about it?" Stu smiled innocently, sticking his tounge out.

"You little shi-"

"Calm down ladies. Alison, we wanted to give you this." Billy stood between us, trying to prevent us from arguing. He placed a bag in my hands.

"Ladies? I don't have a puss-"

"Shut the fuck up." Billy turned to Stu, giving himna death stare.

My anger immediately disapered, my eyebrows arched up, "What's this?" I asked. Inspecting the bag.

It was a small light pink bag with hearts printed on it. Bright pink glitter engulfed the entire bag. Resulting in glitter covering my hands.

"Open it." Billy

I removed the tissue paper and looked inside the bag, reaching my hand inside I felt a soft fabric of some sort. Pulling it out revealed a light coffee colored teddy bear with a scarlett red bow around its neck. It had black beads for eyes, it was adorable to say the least.

"There's more." Stu said as sat down.

I peered my head more into the bag, a pack of Twix sat at the bottom. My eyes widened, "Oh wow, thank you, this is my favorite chocolate." I spoke as I clung onto the bear tightly.

"Oh we know." Stu said quickly, a little too quickly.

My eyebrowed arched in confusion, Stu immediately took in my face of suspicion.

"Tatum told us, we asked her when buying you the gift." Stu rubbed the back of his neck.

Nodding my head lightly my eyes shifted towards Billy. A light purplish purse marked onto his right cheek. It was obvious he tried hiding it due to his hair being styled to the side in hopes to diguise it. My breathe stilled, "where did you get that?"

Billy looked at me," get what?" He asked as he look at me with confusion.

"That bruise." I pointed to his cheek.

"Oh, Billy and I were horse playing and we got a little rough. Nothing serious." Billy smiled, but it was as fake as the chicken in the fucking McDonald's chicken nuggets.

Billy glanced at Stu, nodding his head, "Yeah, I got Billy good. You should've seen him cry like a little baby when I downed his ass." Stu joked as he smacked Billy's back.

"You fuck face, I'll make you cry like a baby." Billy gritted as he stomped towards Stu.

Stu let out a shriek and ran behind me, "save me Alison he's trying to kill me." Stu faked cried as he clung onto me.

A laugh erupted within my throat, these fucking idiots.