Last Straw

Alley POV

We spent all night watching way too many scary movies and I found myself tossing and turning more than actually sleeping. I had enough nightmares I didn't need to add chainsaw killers or creepy clowns to my already messed up mind.

I sat up slowly pulling my arm from under Darien and looked to the clock. 6 am! This was ridiculous. We finally passed out at 2 and I woke three times already.

"Hey! Can't sleep?" Greg's groggy voice came from the other side of the double beds we pushed together. He gently moved Lydia off him then gently pulled his arm from under Derek. This was a crazy mess.

"Not really. A clown with a chainsaw was chasing me and thankfully I woke up right before he cut me in half." I smiled looking down at the boys. They were going to be the death of me. "I'm going to grab some coffee from the cafe downstairs. You want anything?"

"I'll come with you." Before I could tell him it was ok he was already out of the bed. Layla and Ethan came in around midnight to get