Andy walked down the sidewalk to her house. She unlocked the door with her key which was under the doormat, went in, shut and locked the door back, and ran up to her room silently. She entered the hallway where her room was and was shocked to find Drew standing right in front of her bedroom door.
"So, Andy... seven, aye?"
"Y-yeah now move." She stuttered and walked up to Drew. "You ass.." She mumbled under her breath.
"Not until you answer a few questions, Andy-dear."
"I really don't have time for this Drew..."
"Oh yes you do."
"No I don't!"
"So how long did it last?"
"Three hours and 17 minutes now move!"
"Oooooooh. Dirty little fucks, you are."
"Will you please just move?!"
"Whose idea was it?"
"Half credit to both of us now shut the fuck up and move or I'll punch you in your fucking nose!!"
"Did you cum?" Andy stared at him wide-eyed.
"That's personal!" Andy yelled as she kicked him where thy sun does not shineth. Drew collapsed and Andy opened her door as fast as she could and it swung open, hitting the wall. Andy ran and jumped over her bed to get to her dresser. She pulled a drawer and pulled out all the clothes and put them in a suitcase. Zip suitcase, repeat. Andy did this until all the drawers were empty and she had two full suitcases. Drew was still on the ground, practically crying. Andy understands that because she's accidentally (don't ask how) done that to Alex before. She ran out of the house and back to Alex's house and opened the garage.
"Andy... I got so worried...What took you so long?" Alex squeaked, trembling in the left corner of the garage. Mouse was perched on the table clutching his knees to his chest and staring at Alex. There were blood stains on the wall trailing down to the floor.
"Wh-what happened??"
"S-Steven." Alex shook.
"No! H-he came HERE?!" Steven was a gang-leader of a group that used to beat Andy, when Alex, Andy, and their families moved, they thought they'd gotten rid of the gang and Steven. But this incident proves them wrong.
It proves them, soo, very, wrong.
