The Dancing Darling and Her Bad Boy (Completed)

Chapter 5

💟Allison💟

I whipped around to find someone I thought I would never see again. Zach Evans. The whole reason I hide behind glasses. The one who helped ruin my dance dream. My ex- boyfriend. The person who I thought was "The One" for me. The guy who left two years ago, he stayed just long enough to see my dream disappear. POOF! Gone.

Tears welled up in my eyes as I stared at the monster in front of me.

"What? You forgot to fuck up my life some more before you left? You forgot to ruin my life some more? Well don't worry sweetie, Beckett's doing a fucking brilliant job so you can waltz the fuck out of my life just like you did two years ago, oh! I get it! You forgot to take my sister with you this time, because you know, after pretending that you were in love with me to get to my sister and then work with her to destroy everything I fucking was, you left, and then my sister moved out, you figured it wasn't enough. No, you had to come back in my final year of high school just to make my life already more fucked up than it already is, just to see how affected I still am by you. Well I'm only affected by you in one way, and that is resisting the urge to kick you in the balls so hard that you won't be able to have kids." I exclaimed. It wasn't the full truth, there was more to it but I was too upset to keep going.

"Now, you can get the fuck out of my life now that you've seen how shit my life is. Have fun in hell, oh and don't forget, my sister likes her boy toys pathetic assholes that fuck up her sister's life." I added, and with that I turned on my heel and stormed off to my first class.

Tears rolled down my cheeks as my friends followed behind. Zach was back at school. The asshole had actually returned. I couldn't take it any longer, I burst into the bathrooms and went straight to the sink to cry my eyes out. My friends burst through the door and came straight to me, pulling us into a group hug. After a few minutes of just crying, I calmed down a little bit. When Skye felt my forhead, her eyes widened.

"You're going home. You're burning." she ordered.

"No, I've gotta stay, I-"

"Like hell you're staying! Move your ass! I'll get them to get my mum on the phone and I'll ask her to take you home. No way in hell are you staying!" Skye screeched.

Sighing, I gave up. I walked with my head down until I reached the office, my friends trailing behind. I walked in and told the secretary that I felt sick and she motioned for me to lean forward so she could feel my forhead. Like Skye, her eyes widened.

"Dear, are your parents home? You need to go home..." I started to talk but Skye interrupted me.

"No, but can you call my parents and have my mum come pick her up?" Skye asked the secretary.

The secretary hesitated but then nodded.

"Of course, can I get your names please?"

"I'm Skye, and this is Allison." Skye said.

"Okay, thank you, won't be a minute." The secretary promised.

A minute or so later the secretary put down the phone.

"Skye, your mum will be here to pick Allison up soon. For now Allison, please wait on the chair. Girls, you are excused." She dismissed, going back to her work. I nodded and took a seat in one of the chairs, dumping my bag next to me. My friends heard the bell and looked at me sympathetically. They all gave me hugs before rushing off to class. Skye's mum arrived around ten minutes later and greeted me. She thanked the secretary and ushered me out of the office and to her car.

"So, I heard you were staying next door, do you want me to drop you off there?" Skye's mum asked.

"Yes please." I whispered, still not being able to find my voice. Skye's mum drove past my house and to Beckett's, parking in the driveway.