C H A P T E R 8
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I lost track of time. I lost track of how long I have just laid there on my bed and stared at the wall in front of me.
After I heard what Andrew said... I-I fled. I ran straight back to our house in hopes that I can escape from this reality, from Andrew, from Sam.
But as they might say, maybe you can escape from reality today, but you can't deny the responsibility and the truth tomorrow.
I stared at the wall, and all I could do was kept replaying and kept thinking of the explanation Andrew gave me. And the truth is, I knew all of this was inevitable.
And to think about what Andrew might do... during this year, terrifies me. Having someone that looks like Sam Price around school is horrifying enough.
I ran after hearing his explanation, I couldn't keep listening to his voice, looking at those cold brown eyes. I ran back home and curled up on my bed, crying.
I was scared. I didn't want to think about the possibilities of what Andrew might do. I didn't want to think about all the nightmare I will be having.
I was terrified.
I just wanted to curl up and forget everything. I just wanted a release. I needed help.
An image of those icy-blue, piercing eyes gazed intently at me invaded my thoughts. The way those eyes stared at me as if they were hypnotized, caught in an unbreakable daze. As if they were reaching into me, reading my deepest darkest secret.
Just one second, in just one second, and just one thought about him has made me stop my stream of tears and a small smile stretched on my face.
I shook him out of my thoughts and sat up, staring out the window.
The sky darkened considerably as thousands of stars littered across the sky. Even through the dark abyss, every one of those stars shone brightly. Although some struggled, blinking, unable to shine directly like its neighbor, it didn't fail to show me how bright it can shine.
I wanted to take a closer look, to be able to see all those thousands of stars directly above me as I laid on the soft grass, as I stared at those bright blinking stars. But I knew I was too scared to be out in the dark alone.
I leaned my arms below the window, crossing it before leaning my head on my arms. I stared at the stars as it twinkled above me, winking at me, as if they were sending me a small cheer, a shoulder to lean on.
I smiled at the thought and closed my eyes, resting beneath the twinkling stars.
I jolted up when I heard a car door slam. I sat up and looked out the window to find that Dylan had just left the car, holding two plastic bags.
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