**Tony's POV**

"Are you ready yet?" I called to Ali from the living room. I heard some clanking from the bedroom, and in a few moments, she came out looking stunning. She had her hair straightened in the "scene" look, which I usually don't like, but she looked so cute.

She giggled out "You know I'm the manager, and when we work at the same time, it doesn't really matter when you show up right?" She walking close to me, and wrapped her arms around my neck.

"Yeah, I only wanted you to be my girlfriend so I could show up to work late and it wouldn't matter." I chuckled, then wrapped my arms around her waist and pecked her lips. She began to laugh really loud and I realized I'd gotten her lipstick on me.

"Well then I guess it wouldn't matter if you got a little more on there, right?" She whispered, her voice teetering between seductive and shy. Without a moment to answer, I felt her lips press onto mine. Once we both needed to breathe, I let go of her and walked toward the door, rubbing my arm on my mouth trying to get all the lipstick off. I held the door for her, making her giggle, and she jokingly curtsied before stepping through. She is so damn cute. I thought with a chuckle. When I reached the car, she was already in.

"Keys?" She handed me the keys from her purse, and we were off. She began blasting music as soon as I started the car. It was only a five minute drive to get to the employee lot of the mall from our building, but we sang and enjoyed the whole ride. We walked to Hot Topic hand-in-hand, and as we arrived, the drama just seemed to build.

"So the Slut Queen has returned with her court jester in hand?" Mike was leaned against the wall by the store with a cigarette in his mouth.

I wrapped my arm protectively around Ali's waist, and she squished herself into my side, wrapping her arms around my waist. "Why don't you just get out of here, man? I mean, first you barge into her bedroom," I emphasized the word, just to shut him up about the argument a few hours earlier, "now you show up at her work just to be a dick? Get over yourself."

"Well I did come here to try and work shit out, but now I see that screwing isn't enough for her, and she's gotta parade her new boy-toy around all over the fucking place."

Ali let go of me, and repositioned herself to stand in front of me, hands on my shoulders, looking into my eyes. "It's alright, Tone," she whispered, "Mike's just here to be a douche. I can handle it. Just go clock in, and tell Trisha I'll be in as soon as I can, okay?" She could tell I was concerned, and giggled a bit. "It's fine, Tony, honestly. That cut on my back was just from the wall, and that was the first time it ever got physical. Besides, he's clearly not high. It'll be fine. Now get to work before I give you a writeup!" She said, trying to sound serious, but she ended up bursting out laughing. She stood up all and kissed me on the nose.

"Ugh, I hate your dumb lipstick!" I groaned loudly, wiping my face. "Just yell if you need me, okay?" I said before walking into the store.

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**Aleah's POV**

After Tony was inside and heading to the back of the store, I walked over to Mike and backhanded him as hard as I could across the face. "You. Son. Of. A. Bitch." With that, I turned to walk away, and – as I'd feared – felt a strong hand grab my wrist.

"How exactly do you get off on being mad at me?!" Mike hissed at me.

"Where do I start?" I huffed out. "How about when I was fifteen, and you made me think that you loved me, and that we'd 'be together forever' when in reality, you just wanted to get into my pants? Oh, how about when at the same time – the same party, on one occasion – you were just trying to get into everyone's pants? Then, when I started to accept the fact that all we were was... fuck buddies... you decided that the little no-longer-virgan wasn't good enough for you anymore? The thrill was gone, and you just moved on. Then, you slam me into a wall and cut up my back, and shove your hands in my pants? And if all that wasn't enough, you slam into my bedroom while my boyfriend and I-"

"You whore!" Mike growled, but at the same time, he wrapped one hand roughly around my neck, and the other one slammed hard into my lower back, right on the cut. I winced in pain, but it was clearly misinterpreted. "See, you like it, you filthy slut!" Mike snarled again, slamming his lips into mine. Once I got over the shock, I regained control and put my hands on his chest, trying helplessly to push him off me. Unfortunately, I could hardly fight against his grip enough to turn my head.

"My back!" I cried out, in a ridiculous amount of pain. "You fucking asshole!" I tried so hard for what felt like hours to get away from him.

"You are such a little hoe!" Mike chuckled, pulling back to look directly into my eyes. I took the opportunity to scream – I couldn't even think of words, I just screamed. As much as I tried, I still couldn't get out of his death grip. After he got done glaring at me, his eyes darted away for a millisecond before he slammed his lips against mine again. He moved his mouth to my jaw and neck, while digging his fingers into the wound on my back, making me whine again. As I heard the door open, I realized what he was doing... He was trying to make me whine so it sounded like I was enjoying what was happening.

"Ali!" Tony yelled as he pulled on my shoulders, freeing me from Mike's grip, but not holding me like a usually does, even when I tried to burry myself in his side again. He's mad. Mike's stupid plan worked. I hate him so much!

"Tony, seriously! That wasn't-" I tried desperately to get his attention, but he was standing between Mike and I, facing away from me.

"It's fine, babe. I saw it all, but I had to finish a fucking checkout." Tony said, trying to sound gentle, regardless of his anger.

Tony slammed his fist into Mike's stomach, causing him to fall over in pain, then kicked him in to side. "You ever – and I mean fucking ever – lay a hand on Aleah that she doesn't want, I will break you." Tony walked away from Mike and came over to me, and pulled me into a gentle, yet passionate kiss.

Notes

OMG IM SO SORRY FOR DISAPPEARING!!!!!!!! Last sunday i was in a car accident and missed a lot of school and ive had so much shit to deal with, im so sorry D,X im gonna try way harder to update during the week!

i hope you guys are still enjoying this story, because i still love writing this! ily guys, thank you for reading!
*DISCLAIMER: i kno mike isnt a dick like this, its just a story, plz be nice :,(*

{Title Credit To: Paramore}