30. Falling Apart

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ACT TWO, CHAPTER THIRTYFalling Apart

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ACT TWO, CHAPTER THIRTY
Falling Apart

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     IF BOYD'S DEATH GOT TO ANDI AS MUCH AS IT DID, she could only imagine what it was doing to Derek. The Alphas forced him to do it and she tried to stop them but Boyd still died. She went through that trouble of getting Kendall to talk and it was all for nothing. Kendall called her wicked for what she did and maybe she was right but the lives of Andi's friends were at risk, and they still were. There was no telling how far she would go to save the people she cared about but it seemed like she didn't go far enough. Maybe she should've tried harder to save Heather, Erica and Boyd.

     "Amanda?" her grandmother called out as she opened the door to her bedroom.

     Andi was still in the same spot she had been in for the last two hours. She spent all that time in her fluffy pink onesie with avocados and a hood and she didn't move from her bed. "No, I don't want anything," Andi mumbled into her pillow.

     "I actually came in here to tell you that someone is here to see you," her grandmother said and Andi groaned as she rolled onto her stomach and covered her head with the pillow.

     "Tell them to kick rocks!" she said, hoping that her grandmother would just go away.

     "Okay, pity party's over," her grandmother said as she grabbed Andi's ankles and started pulling her out of the bed.

     "No! Let go!" Andi shouted as she grabbed the headboard and tried to pull her legs away from her grandmother.

     "Should I come back another time?"

     Andi looked up and saw Isaac standing in the doorway and quickly wiggled her ankles out of her grandmother's hold. She looked at her grandmother who stood beside the bed with her hands on her hips and then she looked at Isaac who looked very awkward standing there.

     "Can you just wait downstairs for a minute?" Andi asked calmly but both Isaac and her grandmother could see that she was far from being calm. The werewolf nodded as he went downstairs and Andi jumped out her bed and looked at her grandmother with her fists clenched and raised. "Why didn't you tell me Isaac was here?"

     "In my defence, I told him to wait downstairs while I came to get you," her grandmother said with her hands up.

     "Grams, his pack members, his friends, are dead because of me! I can't face him right now!" Andi said as she ran her fingers through her knotted hair.

     "Amanda, you didn't kill Erica and Boyd. That was the Alpha pack," her grandmother said but Andi shook her head.

     "They died because I failed. I failed to locate Erica before it was too late and I failed to stop the Alphas from killing Boyd," she said.

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