Hello Hello! Thanks so much for everyone who reviewed! I'm so glad you guys are liking this story! Ok a few things:This chapters a little different. It's in Darla's POV and the next will be Billys. So the POV will change with every chapter (Darla/Billy) so you'll get both sides of this story. Also, be prepared for the graphic things ahead! SO no kiddies! Oh and every chapter will have short flashbacks so you can understand how Darla and Billy got together.

Niffer01,undermyumbrella, and FlawlessFaerie(yay one of my SHADOW readers! I just updated that btw, and Garret=sex) thanks so much and hope you like this chappie!

She held her breath as his shadow started pacing around the house. The small closet was barely any shelter as she prayed he wouldn't find her. Not tonight. Not when he was drunk like this.

"Darla!"

She closed her ears as she heard him scream. The little girl with the mess of black hair began to rock back and forth, ignoring his yells for her.

"Where are you, you little bitch?" He screamed, breaking something.

She began to cry, whimpering as she prepared for the beating she was sure to receive. Her body had not yet begun to recover from the night before. Her black eye had barely begun to form.

"I hear you Darla." He said menacingly.

She held her breath as his shadow stopped in front of the closet door. He had found her. And now she'd have to endure whatever punishment he saw fit to give her.

"Come out, come out Darla baby." Before she could scream, he yanked the closet door open and pulled her by her hair. "How many times do I have to call your name before you answer, you little whore!" She cried as he threw her onto the floor. Her body began to shake as he began to take his belt off. "This'll teach you to ignore me." He stank of vodka and cigarettes as he breathed down on her. She shook her head and looked around. Their front door was open. Perhaps she could run away. Or scream and pray someone would come and help.

As she debated, she felt the sharp sting of the belt going down onto her back. She screamed her lungs out as if her body was on fire. When the belt was brought down again, he held her throat to keep her from screaming.

Before he could hit her again, he turned his toward the door. "Go back home William."

The frail little girl turned her head to door and saw a pair of horrified blue eyes stare at her. The boy looked to be about ten with blond hair and stood staring for a minute before running off. When the belt hit her again, she didn't scream. Instead she thought of the warm blue eyes she had just seen.

--------------Darla---------------

I woke up to a arm covering half my face. I sighed. If Billy Darley wasn't so good looking, I'd have kicked him out of our bed years ago. The man was like a bear when he slept. I mean who cares if I was suffocated to death as long as he got a good nights sleep.

"Billy," I mumbled as I tried to move his arm. This only caused him to groan and shift even MORE weight on me. "Billy," I repeated louder, pushing him rougher this time.

"Stop moving." I heard above me.

I rolled my eyes. "You're killing me slowly and painfully." I swear if he stayed a minute longer I'd suffocate to death. The man was huge. I mean, I was only 5'3 and this six foot tall gorilla was going to choke me to death.

He sighed and shifted his weight, but continued to lay on me. "Better?" He asked angrily. "You're such a pain in the ass in the morning."

I smiled. I know I should have been mad. Outraged even. That would be what a normal woman would do. But I wasn't a normal woman. I loved a gang member. No slash that-I loved THE gang member. Billy Darley was a force to be reckoned with around the streets of Boston and as such he had a bad attitude. But that was just Billy. Him calling me an ass was just another way of telling me he was happy I hadn't left him during the night. "Don't start Darley."

He opened his eyes softly and looked at me. Everything was nice and sweet until he grabbed the sheet that was covering my naked body and lifted it up. After taking a long look, he nodded his head. "Nice."

I frowned. "You're such a pig sometimes."

He gave me a mischievous look. "You didn't mind last night."

I couldn't help but grin. "Just get your ass out of my bed Darley. I have work."

He shook his head. "You aint goin'."

I frowned. "Of course I am."

He grabbed me by the waist and squeezed my sides. "I said no. I told you to fucking quit."

I glared at him angrily. This was a continuous fight we had been having for over a month now. Being Billy Darley's girlfriend came with certain responsibilities. I couldn't go anywhere by myself; my friends were Billy's friends; and I had to sit on my ass and play housewife for him while he was doing God knows what. After a while it get's kind of boring and I work actually sounds like heaven to your ears. However, somewhere in the deranged head of his, work meant that he wasn't a man anymore. Which meant that he could support me and if I decided to work then I was just spitting in his face. The man was truly insane. "No way. You can't stop me from going to work Billy. And anyways, it's at the Four Roses, it's not like some random diner." I crossed my arms and pouted.

He lay down on his stomach and looked over his shoulder. "Exactly why I don't want you to go. I don't want people saying I can't support my girl."

Now there was two things I could do. I could either throw a hissy fit and pout for the rest of the day. Or I could suck up. Decisions, decisions. "But Billy," I said sweetly, dragging my hand across his back. "I get bored all by myself."

He groaned, and I smiled. "Joe can entertain you."

I straddled him and started massaging his shoulders. "Joe always has some girl over and no one pays any attention to me." I kneaded his strong muscles and felt him shudder. "I like working. It keeps me busy."

I heard him sigh and knew I won. What I didn't expect was him to flip me over. "I could keep you busy right now." He smirked at me and began to kiss my neck.

This was one thing I hated about Billy. That stupid Darley charm. It got me every time. It was like magic. He'd turn it on and suddenly I was turned on. "Well how bout you do that?" I whispered.

I felt him smile against my neck and felt his hands inch lower and lower. I was dying in anticipation until-

RING RING

We both groaned as Billy's phone rang across the room. I lay on my back trying to calm my breathing while he answered.

I stared at him while he was talking to who I presumed to be was his father. He really was gorgeous. He had the most intense blue/gray eyes I had ever seen. When he looked at me it was like he was looking into my soul. I know that sounded so cheesy and ridiculous, but that's how it was. He was on a whole other level of good looking. Sometimes I wondered what he was doing with a plain Jane like me, but when he'd get drunk he'd tell me how much he wanted me all the time. It was a great boost for my ego to say the least.

"I gotta go." He said shutting off his phone. I pouted as he stared at me. "What?" He asked tiredly.

"You were mean to me earlier."

He smiled. Not his stupid grin or his sexy smirk, but a real smile. The kind only I got to see. His bright teeth made my knees wobble and my heart race. I don't think Joe had ever seen him smile. "I'll make it up to you later." He said, kissing me softly.

I closed my eyes. "How bout you let me go to work and we'll call it even."

He sighed, but I could see he was trying to contain his laughter. "You won't drop this will you?" I shook my head. "So stubborn." He mumbled.

"You wouldn't love me if I wasn't." I said, grinning at him. He shook his head and stood up, walking toward the shower.

"You comin'?" He asked over his shoulder.

I grinned and stretched. "I'm gonna pass. Sleeps calling my name."

I saw him frown, before he shrugged and walked away. "Suit yourself. But you know how I get in the mornings."

That was all I needed to hear before I jumped out of bed and followed him to the shower. I thought we were alone so I didn't wear anything as I walked behind him. "I love how you get in the mornings." I whispered seductively. I giggled as he grabbed me from behind and was about to return the favor.

"JESUS CHRIST! CAN'T YOU TWO PUT SOME CLOTHES ON!"

I shrieked as Joe walked out of his room (which was right next to the shower), and hid behind Billy, who was currently laughing his ass off. "Close your eyes Joe!" I screamed as he looked at us disgustedly.

"God it's like watching my brother and sister grope each other. This should be illegal." He said shaking his head, and putting a hand over his eyes. I relaxed and ran to the bathroom before I saw him peek through his fingers. "Well if I had a hot sister." I heard him mumble.

"Joe!" I shrieked as I hid behind the shower curtain. My face I'm sure was the color of a tomato. Stupid Billy strolled into the bathroom like he was enjoying a Sunday walk in the park. I glared at him. "What are you so relaxed about? Your brother just saw me naked."

Billy smirked at me. "Not like this is the first time."

It was true. In the five years that Billy and I lived together, Joe had caught us naked or doing…erm bad things at least once a month. It might as well have been a tradition. "Just shut up and get in here."

His eyebrows flew up. "Feisty Darla."

"It's the Irish in me." I mumbled and grabbed the back of his neck. Kissing Billy was like kissing a cloud. Soft and dreamlike. His lips were surprisingly gentle, though he'd get rough later on. I kissed down his chin to his neck and smiled against his throat. I sucked the skin there roughly, making sure my mark stayed. Pay backs a bitch Billy boy. I leaned back and stared at my handy work. A big angry red mark now adorned his otherwise perfect tattooed neck. This was for almost not letting me go to work earlier. Jackass.

"Fuck Darla." He moaned as I took his little friend into my hands. I almost laughed. Little was the understatement of the year. Billy was more like a bazooka. Huge and with a lot of power. Let's just say when I lost my virginity, I couldn't walk for a week.

"What do you want Billy?" I asked softly, giving him ghost kisses on his lips. During sex was the only time Billy lost control. He was always sharp and calculated, but it was these moments I loved. When I'd have him melting in my hands.

"Get on your knees." He moaned.

I complied and did just that, taking him into my mouth fully. As the water beat onto my back I felt him pull my hair and his body began to shake. After a minute he made me stand up and turn around. I groaned as I felt him enter me and shove me into the wall. It hurt, but hell was it fun. This was our routine. Wake up, argue, fuck, work, fuck, argue, fuck, go to sleep. It was a repetitive cycle.

"You gonna be good today?" He practically moaned out.

"Uh-uh." I whispered, shaking my head. "No one likes a good girl."

I know he grinned as he kissed the tribal tattoo going down my back. I had gotten it a few years ago when we had first gotten together. It was his rule. Any one that worked for him or belonged to him had to have one. Billy's covered his arms and neck. Mine went down my spine. "You gonna be bad for Billy."

I smiled as he pounded into me. "Yes, oh yes." I moaned as I felt his hand come to my front and he began to fondle me. I had never met anyone who loved sex as much as Billy and I did. The thing was, we didn't always need to be romantic. We could be soft and gentle one minute, but violent and rough the next. I'd say it was the best of both worlds.

We went at it for a few more minutes before he came and pulled out. "Hey!" I said angrily, as I spun around. "I'm not done yet Darley."

He gave me a cocky grin and grabbed some body soap. "Serves you right Donnelly." He rubbed his neck. "I'm gonna have to wear a turtle neck for the rest of the day."

Frustrated and annoyed, I huffed and grabbed a towel, getting out of the shower. "Fuck you." I rarely cussed, but this wasn't funny.

"Language Darla." He said, using my own words against me.

I grabbed his towel and threw it at his stupid head. He just laughed. Jackass.

"Ay sweet cheeks come-oh sorry Darla."

I grinned as I walked over to one of our regulars. Mathew Andrews was a middle-aged con-artist who was scared shitless of Billy. Well, him and the rest of the world. "Hey'a Matty. What can I get you?" I asked sweetly.

He smiled. "You wont tell Billy about that sweet cheeks thing will ya? I didn't know it was you."

I rolled my eyes. Billy had the whole city so afraid of him, they were afraid of me to. At least of what Billy would do to them if they insulted me. "It's fine Mathew. He won't know. The usual?" At his grin and nod, I walked over to behind the bar and began to mix the drink.

"So the new kid huh?"

I turned to my left and looked at Samantha, Baggy's sister. Baggy was one of Billy's boys; one of the few I had grown up with. Samantha as well, which made her my best friend. "Yeah, what about him?"

She shook her head, her blond hair bouncing with her. "Baggy said he passed but I don't know. The way that boy's been looking at you, I'd say you're lying." She said grinning.

I frowned at Sam. She was such a Debby Downer sometimes. But she was right. Looking over at Jake (who had been here since my shift started) I caught him staring at me ten times. My shift had started only an hour ago. "He's just a kid Sam. And besides, he denied me. Said he didn't want to."

Sam's grin stayed in tact. "Didn't or was too scared to."

I slapped her bottom and laughed. "You're horrible, stop it." Walking over to Jake, I dropped a penny on the table. "Penny for your thoughts?"

He looked at me like I pulled a gun out. This was another annoying thing of being Billy Darley's girlfriend. Everyone just assumed the worst. "He-hey Darla."

I refilled his beer. "Shouldn't you be with the boys?"

He shook his head. "Billy said to wait for him here."

I frowned. Billy rarely met with the boys at the Four Roses. Either Jake had fucked up, or Billy had something big planned. Like final initiation big. "Hey don't worry about anything. It's probably nothing big."

Jake shrugged and stared at me a little, making me slightly uncomfortable. "Why'd you lie?"

I blanched. "About?" I asked confused.

He looked down. "I wanted you. But you said-"

"Hey," I said, sharply, forcing him to look at me. "You said no. That's all that matters."

His wide eyes stared at me. "Yeah but I-"

"You didn't do anything Jake. Now forget about it." I gave him a hard look before walking back to the bar. Jake had unnerved me. If he let it slip to Billy that he HAD wanted me, we'd both be dead. But he'd denied me and rules were rules. He passed the test and that was that.