"Andrea, why are you crying?"
Shit. Shit. Shit!
Should I tell him? Probably.
"It's mom and dad again."And that's all I've got to say before I feel his arms wrap around me. I lean into his shoulder and cry.
"Come on, Ann. Let's go to your room, get you cleaned up, get your stuff, and we'll go to Darien's house. When you weren't answering your phone, I told the guys to meet us over there. Karl is already taking them their stuff. We'll all finish getting ready over there, spend the night, and leave in the morning. We all need this vacation."
"O-okay." I finally stop crying and the two of us go up to my room. He helps me finish packing and waits for me while I'm in the shower. When I get out, I put on green fishnet leggings under black ripped skinny jeans, a blue tank top, my black hoodie, and my black and blue converse. I put my straight, long, white hair into a side braid, and I put a little eyeliner and lip gloss on and I'm ready to go.
I go to my room where I see Cameron sitting on my bed and looking at a picture... The only picture I have in my room. It's the one of all of us. Me, Cameron, Ali, Kyle, Kate, Darien, and Dallas hanging upside down on the monkey bars last summer.
"We all miss her, Annie. We all wish she was still here..." Cameron's crying.. He hasn't cried I front of me since Dallas's funeral. "..but she's not. We can't keep living in the past. We can't keep reliving memories. We can't act like she's here when she's obviously not."
"I know, Cameron. It's... It's just hard sometimes. Everywhere I look, she's there. Not literally, but memories of her. That's why I need this vacation. To get away from the memories." My throat stings as I say this but it's true. "I don't wanna cry anymore, Cameron."
"We have to cry sometimes, Annie."
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