If Aly Killed Steffy [The Bold And The Beautiful Fan-Fic]

Part 1

A/N Hey everyone. I'm doing this story again because I just felt like there was a lot of room for improvement. It's really different to the original so make sure you read it!

Aly's Point Of View:

I watched Steffy attempt to fix her tire. Now was my chance to  make her pay. Her mother killed my mother on my birthday, so now it was only fair that I killed her. I saw my mother in front of me. Most people thought I was a nutcase for still seeing and talking to my mom; especially Taylor and Steffy. I knew I had to do this for mom. I slammed my foot on the accelerator and shut my eyes tightly. I had no idea what was about to happen. Crash. I don't really know what had happened. I heard Steffy screaming in pain. Serves her right for the pain her mother caused me. I got out of my car and ran before anyone else came. Just like Taylor did, a hit and run.

I knocked on the door of the Forrester mansion before Rick let me in. I ignored him and ran to my father.

"Daddy!" I yelled excitedly and hugged him as if my life depended on it.

"Hey, baby," Dad replied holding me tightly. There was some tension in the room but I had no idea what it was from. "We were so worried about you. Where were you?" His voice was covered in concern. Damn it. I hadn't prepared at all for these sorts of questions and I began to get nervous.

"Where was I?" I said, trying to sound as relaxed as I could. I quickly made sure I was making eye contact so it'd seem like I was telling the truth. I took I deep breath. "I just went for a walk," Dad looked at me strangely, I realized he mustn't of been buying everything I was saying. "For inspiration- you know, after the fashion show I wanted to do some new shoe designs but I didn't have any inspiration," I quickly blurted out defensively, praying that Dad would believe me. Thankfully he did and he seemed to loosen up a little after that.

"Aly!" Ivy said as she hugged me. "I was calling you, why didn't you pick up?" Ivy asked, her hands on my shoulders. I just remembered that I left my phone in my car in the blur of the moment. Shit. What if the police find it? Would I go to jail? "Aly?" Ivy said again, regaining my attention.

"Sorry," I apologized as I took a step backwards. "My phone was off," I lied. "I need to get a drink," I excused myself from the crowd and walked to the kitchen.

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Ivy's Point Of View:

"Where the hell is Steffy?" Liam asked Wyatt and I. I got why he was concerned but still I hated the way he was so worried about her.

"Do you think she was with Aly?" Wyatt asked. The boys both looked at me like I knew. Aly is my best friend but still I couldn't read her all the time. I shrugged.

"I don't know," I said not very confidently. "She is acting pretty weird though," I admitted, suddenly feeling guilty for calling her weird. I couldn't even imagine how hard it would be to grow up with all the other kids calling you a weirdo.

"She had a damn collage with Steffy's face crossed out!" Liam argued, getting frustrated. I was already annoyed at how concerned he was for his ex but he couldn't just blame Aly for that. Steffy was a grown woman, she could take care of herself without Liam checking on her every 5 minutes. I sighed deeply, wishing Liam would just let it go already. "Like it or not, Ivy, Aly's crazy," Liam told me in all seriousness. I could feel my face heat up, I was starting to get mad at him.

"No she isn't!" I raised my voice, aware that I was attracting attention from everyone else who was still here. "Maybe the collage is sort of a therapy for her; she can release her anger on pictures of Steffy rather than Steffy, herself!" I argued back. Liam rolled his eyes, making me feel sick.

"Come on, you guys!" Wyatt yelled, ending the argument. "Aly's right in the other room, can't you leave this for tonight?" Wyatt was right and Liam and I both knew that, we both defiantly agreed.

"Why's it so quiet, all of a sudden?" Aly asked as she stood by my side, a glass of cold water in her hand. I felt relaxed by how normal she seemed. Maybe we were all getting stressed out for no reason, maybe Aly really had nothing to do with Steffy's absence.

"What did you do, Aly?!" Liam yelled surprising us all. That was it. He had completely pushed me to my limit. "What did you do to Steffy!". My face was literally burning with rage. Unaware of what I was about to do, I raised my hand and smacked Liam as hard as I could across the face.

"You have no right to talk to Aly like that!" I shouted angrily. Oh, crap. I didn't just do that. I slapped my boyfriend. Before I could apologize he was already walking towards the door, I gulped as I almost started to cry. Aly stroked my back, trying to comfort me. Damn, I felt terrible now. One horrible question played over in my mind; 'Are we done?'. Now there was honestly nothing that would stop him from running back to Steffy. I watched as Wyatt watched Liam walk out, I heard the door slam. Aly hugged me and insisted that everything would be okay between Liam and I.