Dirt

"Is it wrong that I'm mad at her for dying?" I whispered, barely able to hear my horse voice over the sound of cars speeding by.
"She knew what she was doing when she decided to do that shit with him. She knew she was putting her life on the line when she did those drugs with Isaac at the party. Why did she have to die?!" I hysterically screamed as Brandon wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me against his chest.