It was dark outside, and everywhere I looked seemed to be filled with the same never ending black hole, that I hoped would eventually suck me in. I know it was foolish of me to walk alone around midnight on a Saturday after what I just heard but I couldn’t be near him. Definitely after he lied to me. I didn’t notice that it was following me until it was too late. As soon as I made the connection of what he was, he grabbed my neck and slammed me against the wall. I looked at his face, the face I was once in love with, now laced with red tattoos and the face of a monster. “Good bye Ali.” he whispered before piercing his fangs into my skin, and it was black from then on. I was drifting in nothing but black skies. The only thing that kept me from going to that light was the angel's voice, the only person I knew deep down inside, I truly loved.
Chapter 1 –The Past
Yet another day at this terrible school, I thought. My alarm had been put on snooze at least 5 times already and I knew I would probably be late, again. But I didn’t care. I’m not anywhere near getting a perfect attendance certificate, so why bother.
I’ve been to at least all of the schools in Broward County in Florida, and I’ve left every single one of them. I got kicked out of Miramar for stealing. Then I went to South Broward where I was kicked out for skipping over 20 times. Then I went to Cooper City and got expelled for fighting but in my defense the girl had it coming for her. I was caught with drugs in my locker at Ely and they made me get out of Dillard for having such bad grades. I can still remember the snooty principles voice. "I’m sorry but your grades are bad enough to bring the whole school down a grade level." Like that was even possible, the school is graded on FCAT not individual grades. I don’t know how she manages to keep her job if she doesn’t know simple facts.
There were so many it’s hard to keep count now a days, but Hallandale by far is the longest I’ve ever stayed in a school. I lived with my mom Joyce. She was an overprotective mother, but such a pushover and so naïve. She works as a nurse and is gone on calls most of the time, but she makes sure to keep and extra eye on my door when she comes home at night. She doesn’t know that the fact that my room has a balcony just makes it easier for me to jump to the tree and sneak out at night.
My dad is somewhere and to tell you the truth, I could care less for that bastard. He left me when I was 1 year old, after I had my first surgery. I was born with a hole in my heart, or as I like to call it a broken heart. Even after the doctor healed it, I still hated with a passion, hence me getting kicked out of almost every school. I felt as if I wasn’t given a fair chance at life and the fact that my dad left too, just made it worse. I took that hatred to try to make others lives miserable so that they could be knocked out of their perfect world for just one second, and realize how it feels to be … lost.
One thing that did come with the package, I guess, was my good looks. I had every boy in every school I ever went to around my little finger. From there I would steal them away from their girlfriends and rule the school, and they made it just too easy. Once you get the captain of the football team, you have the whole school. So that’s what I did. It took some time but finally I got Brian away from his little princess Monique. Him and I ruled the school, for some time in fact, that I detoured from my plan. I fell in love slowly but surely, and I don’t know how but I knew it was there.
We were 6 months into the relationship when I was knocked from my fantasy. Brian was hosting a party to celebrate their team winning the state championship. So of course I made it my business to be there. I mingled with some of the girls I hung around with when I decided I should find Brian. I walked around but couldn’t find him so I went to his room, and of course he was there, but he wasn’t alone. He was with Monique. They were getting intimate, so I cleared my throat and said loud enough for my voice not to quiver “ Of course you would want my sloppy seconds, but don’t worry you can have him, because he isn’t worth a second more of my time.” I said, my voice leaking with hatred. With that I walked out of the room, the house, the street, the city. Holding back tears all the way.
That’s when I promised my self, that love doesn’t exist, it never did. It wasn’t long before I was back to my playing game, I got the next boy waiting in line, and waited patiently for the time I got to break his heart, to let him know the pain I was always going through, so he could realize like me, love doesn’t exist. But I don’t know if it was the fact that Monique purposely spilled her soup on me, or that she was holding Brian’s hand or that she had that smirk across her face as she claimed she was sorry, but I was done. I was done being good, doing my time in silence, I snapped and I loved every second of me rearranging her face. And of course like always, I got expelled.