Punching Bag

Alley POV

All day Christian had been a small nuclear bomb ticking towards explosion. I didn't want to care, but I did. Something was weighing on him and I saw it become a little less heavy when he was with me.

I missed being his light in the darkness. The way he needed me, used me, wanted me, was something so intense that I felt like the most valuable person in the world, or at least in his world.

Now he walked this earth like a man without a care for anything. He didn't speak to anyone, didn't look at the world around him, or who was even next to him. He was just surviving.

Greg had called out for the day and I was beyond thankful. I needed to sort things out with him, but I didn't want to explain why I was at Christian's apartment wearing nothing but his shirt. I really knew how to break that poor man's heart over and over again.

Greg and I broke up over a month ago so I have every right to be with whomever I wanted. The fact that Christian was a total asshole and partner at the c