QueenQuinnzelle
Teenagers, we're powerless. My mother drug me to California away from my school. my friends, my house, my dad... and she wanted to me to smile all the while. I didn't want to stay and thought nothing would change my mind. But Andrew proved me wrong, again and again. First I wanted to stay to be with him. Then to help him. Then to protect those around us from him.
*"I didn't have a choice Addy. He was going to tell your mom." He said so casually like I would understand. I didn't understand. I didn't understand how I could be so blind, I'd missed every warning, and now someone's dead. Two someone's, that I know of. I could feel all the color drain from me, my eyes wide as I shook my head in utter disbelief. He's fucking crazy and I don't know why I didn't see something like this happening. I did I just didn't want to believe it. He's MY Andrew... "What is wrong with you?" Was all I could manage barely above a whisper.*