PROLOUGE
"She wants me dead Reuben", I said bitterly running my fingers through my hands. "We can’t be friends, when I turn 18, it either me or her who’s going to survive. Could you stand to look at my face for one second if I win? Could you stand to look at her if she killed the person who’s like a sister to you?" I flinched as I said that, because to me, he wasn’t like a brother
