POV: Allison

"You liked me better when you could all walk all over me, didn't you?" I asked him, smiling crookedly.

"Yes, Allie...

I liked it better when I could order you around like a filthy slave that you are." Ariana lets out smugly as she dumped a tray filled with food on my body, taking a step in my direction. I stood up in time to avoid it. But some of it still splashed on me and as soon as I moved to hit her, she crunched in pain and Williams was by her side the next second, protecting her from me.

"Are you fucking insane?" I screamed in...