After giving birth to Jane, we had to check out of our hotel. Luckily, Alton offered to rent us a room at 140 Coulbourn Dr in Salisbury. There was a major dilemma with our moving in, Alton also rented a room out to Kevin. Alton and his girlfriend shared the master bedroom in the front of the house and we were in one room – Kevin in the other in the back of the house.
Things were actually going real well. I never went a day without Chris telling me how beautiful I was and how much he loved me and we seemed more in love than ever and like the trust between us was growing.
We even got together with Kevin one night and took some acid. It was a magical night and we all vibed out really well. I remember promising to myself that I’d never do acid with Chris again. The entire time he was trying to snuff out my trip and go to sleep and all I wanted to do was enjoy all the pretty colors. I was having the best of times.
Chris and Kevin seemed to wipe each other’s slate clean. Before I knew it Chris had me driving him to Seaford, DE to get us all heroin. I wasted no time getting badly addicted to drugs again. I was prescribed Suboxone the entire time I was pregnant and watching Chris use towards the end.
After we all used acid together things between Chris and Kevin got weird again. I’m pretty sure it was because I vibed really well with Kevin that night and it just didn’t sit well with Chris. On top of that, Alton and Robin found out he was using and Robin went to the courthouse and got a restraining order against him, kicking him out of the house.
Alton would always let me borrow his car and I’d be driving to Seaford practically every day. In October of 2019 while I was working in the meat department at Food Lion, Chris accused me of cheating on him with Kevin and I literally lost it. While on the phone with Chris, I took one of the sharpest knives in the butcher area and sliced open my arm a few times. Blood squirting out of my wrist, running through the store clutching it, I ran past the manager and screamed, “I QUIT!”
I hung up on Chris and called 911, I was not expecting the knife to cut me so easily and so deep. My flesh was gaped open, I was terrified that I may have actually hit something. I was picked up outside the Big Lots and taken to the hospital immediately where I received over 20 stitches then was sent up to the psych ward for a 72 hour hold.
I guess that accidental suicide was enough to prove to Chris, at least for the time being that I wasn’t seeing Kevin on the side. Things were quickly back to our amazing love making sessions and mutually affectionate flirting with each other nonstop.
That was a scary time of year for heroin and overdoses. Thirteen bangs in a bundle and three bags would make Chris and I go out at any given moment. It wasn’t uncommon for Chris to OD while I was driving us home from Seaford. On more than one occasion I would have to pull his body out of the car on the side of the road to administer CPR, a few chest nuggies and a few smacks to the face before he’d come back to it.
Eventually our drug use was becoming obvious to Alton and his girlfriend. So, I’m enrolled in an opioid MAT (medically assisted treatment) and got put back on Suboxone. I really wanted Chris and I to get off of heroin, but that’s easier said than done. I went hard into my treatment. I did weekly zoom meetings and some in person, too. I did weekly drug tests, too.
Not long after Kevin left did Chris and I move into his room. I was in treatment, we weren’t getting high as much and things were good. We were truly happy. Our sex life was incredible, our communication was on point, I gave him back rubs almost every night and things were so good.
So when December rolled around I became so happy that I brought up marriage. I said whatever I could to convince him to marry me and because we were so happy, it didn’t take much. For weeks I went out in town searching for the perfect wedding dress but none fit.
The day I married Chris… December 16, 2020. It was raining, very lightly almost in a romantic way. I got dressed up but he didn’t want me to wear a wedding dress he said he wanted to see me in something that I’d wear not anything every other girl would because I wasn’t like all the other girls. I was his sweet Alexandria and he was my sweet Christopher. Hand and hand we walked the inclined road up to the courthouse, stealing kisses from each other.
We patiently waited in the courthouse after filing the paperwork and the wedding officiant led us into an adorable little chapel. When asked if I’d take his hand in marriage I quickly said yes, instead of i do and he’d never let that down. I didn’t care, it was a dream come true for me. I was marrying my soulmate.
After we got married things took a turn for the worst and it was all over a bean burrito from Taco Bell. Now, let me explain. I had bought myself fast food on more than one occasion and it seemed like every time I bought myself something and I’d try and save it for later, Alton would eat it.
So, this time I went out of my way and wrote on the burrito “ALLIE’S DO NOT EAT!” and the bastard ate it anyways. So, this time I said something. It was a blatant disregard for someone else’s property and I was upset. But, I thought i kept it together for the most part.
Evidently, he felt disrespected by me voicing my aggravation out loud and he started attempting to make our lives a living hell. It started with petty things like piling up trash and broken TV’s at our door, cutting off Chris’ rides to work, etc. Then it escalated into then blocking off our way to the kitchen and living room so we were left entering and exiting the house through our bedroom window.
Things were starting to get way out of hand and before we knew it ignoring them wasn’t enough for them so they started screaming matches with us through our bedroom door until Robin actually threatened to have us shot.
The very next morning I went down to the courthouse and filed a restraining order against them and they had to leave for a week, which at least gave us enough time to figure out what our next move would be and we decided that we would put in an application with GNI rentals.
They wanted all of our information but as soon as I gathered it all and sent it in we were approved. The last few days spent at Alton’s house Chris decided, since we were still deep in our addiction, that we could sell some of Alton’s things in exchange for some heroin. We got rid of a few TV sets, a few of his tools, a laptop and a few other things and traded them to our new drug dealer -D.
The day that Alton and Robin were allowed to come home they immediately put a restraining order out against us and we left with all our things and Chewie, and we slept outside in the park awaiting our apartment to be ready. The next few days we were able to get a hotel and I attempted to secure my job back at Dollar Tree. That is until my boss texted me asking me to send him nudes.
Finally, we moved into our adorable little one bedroom apartment at 600 Baker St in the heart of the ghetto.
Allie Willey 