Pieced Together Again

Found You- Chapter 11

*Andrea’s POV*

I started spending more time with Alexander, but I liked that his friends were there some of the time too, so I was able to interact with them more. The three girls: Samantha, Stephanie, and Brooke quickly got to talking to me and they would invite me over to their houses for a girl’s night, which consisted of sappy romance movies and junk food. I was starting to feel more comfortable with myself. Jimmy and Christian were really funny and liked to tease me, much like Justin does, but Justin always made sure that he was the only one that could tease me.

Alexander always insisted on driving me home when I had to work late and I always had lunch with him at school when we were free from classes. I had spoken to him about double majoring and he seemed to agree that I could study criminal justice while majoring in history.

I was starting to get to know him better. He was constantly biting his lip when he was concentrating or thinking about something. His favorite color was red and he always had to have his camera within arm’s reach. He liked to snap a picture when he found things inspirational. I would see a light in his eyes when he would be pointing his camera; he had a passion that was indescribable. At the same time he would always try to take pictures of me, claiming that I was his muse. I would let him have his fun with his camera and fool around just to give him a good picture, but I drew the line when he was trying to take pictures of me eating. No one looks nice when they are eating ribs.

It had been two weeks since the night at the club and Brooke had just dropped me off from having hot chocolate and muffins with the rest of the girls. It was still early and I knew that Jason was not home from work yet. I was just about to walk up the driveway when I remembered that I needed to grab the mail.

My parents would send me letters and they would take the things my brothers wrote to me and send it for them. I was close to both of my brothers, Adam and Alonso. I wanted to tell my brothers where I was living, but my parents thought it was best not to tell them as an extra precaution. We lived in a small town and word was bound to get out especially since my brothers liked to brag about my successes. My parents were careful with what they said around anyone considering the fact that Mason still lived in town.

I would Skype my family whenever I was free, but that wasn’t enough for me; I hadn’t seen them in person in two months. They would skirt the subject of Mason, but they did tell me that he was making them sick with the way he would waltz around town as if nothing happened. I had refused to let my parents move away because of him; thankfully his parents were so devastated by what happened that they had decided to move. Mr. and Mrs. Jamieson had always liked me and they had apologized for their son’s actions, but you will always stand behind your child, so after there wasn’t any evidence to take it to trial they believed that I was to blame.

None of that mattered to me. What mattered was that my whole family didn’t have to pick up and leave our home again. That was something I would not allow that idiot to do to them too.

Yet, he still had gotten an apartment in town and when my brothers would see him they had to fight so hard not to hurt him. I didn’t want my brothers to stoop down to his level, so I allowed them to let him live. If he was dead set on having me, then I would make Mason’s life hell by letting him know that he could never have me and I think that was the best possible revenge I could ever have over him.

So, as I grabbed my mail and walked up my driveway, expecting to see a silly card from my brothers, I was suddenly frozen in place when I came across something out of the ordinary. It was a letter. From Mason. He had gone all melodramatic and had cut out letters from magazines or newspapers in order to write, “I love you babe. I’ll be watching you. No one can come between us, especially that kid that’s always hanging around you. Remember you’re MINE!”