Andrea Russett
Nineteen days have passed since I've last seen Kian. I got out of the hospital seven days ago, and I've been staying in Indiana with my parents ever since. Life is obviously not easy, sometimes I drift off to sleep at random times, which is ironic considering I slept nonstop in my coma. I tend to forget simple words and how to do simple things. Other times, I just start to sob, with no reason at all to be sobbing. Luckily though, I have my family by my side, supporting me through all that I do.
"Andrea, do you want to go shopping?" Anna asked for the sixth day in a row.
I cleared my throat and looked at her, "are you desperately trying to get me to leave the house?"
Anna smiled half-heartedly, "in some ways, yes."
"In that case, definitely no."
Anna whined and sat down on the couch beside me, "then let's do something that you want to do, something fun!"
I shook my head and stared at my shaky hands, "will mom and dad even let you allow me to do something fun? I can't even have my phone. They've put me on so many restrictions."
Anna set her hand on my thigh, "they're trying to protect you."
"From what?" I snapped, "what am I going to do?"
She shrugged, "I don't know."
"I'm fine Anna," I told her, "I'm okay! Really, I'm fine. I just want to be normal, I want my phone back! Why can't I have my phone back?"
Anna took a deep breath and patted my thigh, "your phone has been blowing up with questions. Mom and dad don't want you to get overwhelmed. They think that if you don't have your phone to be able to see all of these texts, tweets, comments, you won't feel overwhelmed and that everything will truly be okay."
My hands continued to shake, so I sat on them, "then let me get them over with."
Anna shook her head, "I can't allow that."
I thought for a minute, "where are mom and dad again?"
"Running errands," Anna reminded me, "why? Do you need something?"
"Yeah," I lied, "can you please go to the library and get me some books? I want something to read since I'm stuck here. Ooh, and can you also get me some candles?"
Anna laughed, "sure. Will you be okay staying alone?"
I nodded, "yes."
Anna smiled and got up, "I'll be back soon, stay safe. Don't leave the house."
She left the room and got her car keys, then left the house, leaving me all alone.
I got up and rushed to my room, finding my camera equipment laying on the floor in my carpet.
"Gosh Andrea, you're so messy," I told myself.
The equipment was old and slightly dusty, but it would just have to do. I was certain that the camera lens would be out of focus and my video would be blurry, but I wanted to get it over with, before my folks got back home.
I set it all up, just like I've done numerous times before. I sat down on the floor of my room and started the video.
"Hi," I said into the camera, "I'm back."
Kian Lawley
It's been nineteen days. I haven't seen Andrea because I'm actually sort of terrified to. Although, I have texted her, and she hasn't returned any of my texts, or calls. In fact, she's not returned anybody's texts or calls. She's gone MIA on all social media, people have so many questions. Anna Russett told me that Andrea was doing just fine, so it's nothing I need to worry about. It's just something that I am worrying about.
"Kian," Trevor threw something at me.
I looked at what he threw and realized that it was a mascara bottle thing, "really Trevor? Mascara? I would've thrown a brick."
Trevor laughed and rolled his eyes, "as if."
"Why do you say that?" I forced a fake smile.
"And ruin my newly painted finger nails?" He held his hand up for me to see his black painted nails, "you're funny sweetheart."
"For a guy, you are more feminine than any girl I've ever met."
Trevor retorted, "and for a guy, you sure do have a tiny dick."
I raised my middle finger at him and then continued to do what I was originally doing, eating popcorn.
"Kiki," he batted his eyelashes, "daddy, fuck me please!"
I laughed and shook my head, "you're way to much to handle."
Trevor stopped and blew a kiss at me, "and now you know why I'm gay."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"I wouldn't ever date a girl like you," he smirked and then went onto Instagram, "but if we were the last two people on earth, I still wouldn't date you."
"Insult much?" I roll my eyes and throw some popcorn at him.
Trevor nods.
I laugh and continue to eat my buttery popcorn.
"How's Andrea, do you know?"
I shook my head, "I've yet to receive an update from Anna."
"Well lucky for you," Trevor looked down at his phone, "I just received a YouTube notification. Andrea has posted a YouTube video."
