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T R U T H

"ANDREW?" I BREATH OUT, Staring at his still body.

His brown eyes widen with surprise as he rushes to his feet. He stumbles back, a strand of his brown hair falling over his eyes. "M-Michael?" Andrew stutters as he blinks rapidly.

He quickly clears his throats and straightens his back before he says, "Micheal." his once surprised expression quickly turned into a scowl.

"What are you doing here? Dealing drugs behind a school?" Anger drips from his tongue as he speaks. He crosses his arms over his chest and watches as I study his changed appearance.

He's finally my height. He's a bit more muscular and his face is more sculpted from the last time I saw him. "I'm not dealing drugs." I sternly say.

"Could've fooled me." he muttered then twisted his body to leave. He trips over his injured foot, quickly placing his hands on the wall for balance.

I quickly walk over to him and swing his arm over my shoulder. "Get the fuck away from me." he glares as he struggles to get away from me.

"Let me help you, Andrew." I said as I steady him.

"No. I don't want anything to do with you." he spat, his eyes glaring into mine.

"Who said I'm giving you a choice?" I narrow my eyes and walk him out of school grounds.

"I would beat you up if I weren't hurt," Andrew muttered as he limps next to me.

I ignore his comment as we make our way to his house. I remember where he lives considering I would go there whenever i needed an escape.

"Is your mom home?" I ask.

Andrews body stiffens at the mention of his mom. His eyes widen and his feet stop, making me halt. "Oh mierda. ella va a matarme!" He quietly mutters to himself.

I roll my eyes, Pulling Andrew to walk with me as he continues to limp besides me. his jaw ticks every step we take.

"You're still afraid of your mom?" I ask. I watch as we step on the sidewalk, making sure he doesn't trip.

Andrew doesn't say anything. the only response I get is a grunt.

"I refuse to talk to you." He says, turning his head away from me.

I stay quiet as we walk, glancing at him a couple times. He was the only good friend I had, then I screwed up and lost him.

I understand why he doesn't want to talk to me...

I spot his house ahead, gulping as memories flood my brain. We climb up the small flight of stairs, I make sure Andrews foot doesn't hit the stair case.

I squeeze the doorknob and twist it, pushing the door open. A familiar smell fills my nose as I walk into the house, causing a frown to form on my lips.

But my lips twitch up slightly as my eyes dart around the familiar space. Nothing's changed, surprisingly.

"Alexandra? Is that you?" A woman's voice spoke which made my body stiffen at the familiar sound.

"No, it's me, Andrew." Andrew grunts out as he bends down and unties his shoes, kicking them off.

"What are you doing here?" She asks. Seconds later, her petite body walks into the room.

My breath hitches as she glances at me, Probably not even recognizing me, then fixing her eyes injured son. "¡¿Que pasó?!"

She quickly rushes over to him, placing her small hand on his bruised cheek.

"Nothing, don't worry about it." He muttered as his eyes avoided hers.

"No me das esa mierda." She glared, forcing him to look into her eyes.

(Don't give me that shit.)

"I-I-" he stuttered; and I can easily see the slight fear in his eyes.

"He got jumped." I bluntly said which caught Ms. Suarez' Attention.

She studied me for awhile before realization flashed in her eyes. "Micheal?"

I gulp, slightly nodding my head.

The corner of her lips twitch up, confusing me. She wraps her small arms around me and squeezes me tightly.

I return the hug hesitantly, glancing at Andrew to see him glaring at me.

He clears his throat, his eyes not leaving mine. Ms. Suarez pulls away with a smile on her lips before she turns to Andrew.

"Come, I will help you." She said, although her accent was strong.

She gently places her hand on Andrews back and leads him to the kitchen, I hesitantly follow.

He sits on the kitchen counter while she grabs a paper towel, pouring alcohol on it. She gently dabs the liquid onto his cuts, furrowing her eyebrows in concentration.

He winces slightly before sighing deeply. "Don't let this happen again. Understand? Beat them up if they touch you."

He simply nods as she pulls away. "I will get bandage."

She walks out of the room, leaving me and Andrew alone.

He turns his attention to me, with a glare. "What are you still doing here?" He spat angrily.

I simply glance in his direction before studying the kitchen. He scoffs which I ignore.

"I hate you." Those exact words opened a door of memories I tried ignoring for years. Those dark brown eyes filled my mind, a vision of my younger self being terrified at those very eyes.

"I hate you" he spat, swinging his fist at my stomach, causing a grunt from me. "I hate you so fucking much!" Were the last words I heard before everything went black.

I blinked rapidly, fixing my eyes on Andrew and glaring. My glare was full of hatred, even though I was far from hating him.

I noticed his Adam's apple bob as he gulped, noticing my sudden change.

"Don't say that." I spoke, my words bouncing off the kitchen walls and into his flushed ears. I said that louder than expected.

He scowled. "I speak the truth, puto."

a stretched moment of silence fills the room, Before i say, "You haven't heard me out, just jumped to conclusions." I cross my arms over my chest, pointing out the elephant in the room.

"My 'conclusions' are probably right."

"Tell me, what is it exactly that you're angry about?"

"Multiple things." He shrugs.

"I said exactly."

He stares at me for a few seconds, sucking on his teeth before saying, "you lied about selling drugs. I trusted you, Micheal. And suddenly, You started doing Drugs. Then you started hanging with those sketchy guys and acted different ever since. You became distant and whenever I mentioned you being weird, You would just ignore me and walk away."

My eyes subconsciously trail down to my feet as he continues staring at me.

"You became a bi-"

Ms. Suarez finally walks into the room with a pack of bandages in her hand. She takes two out and places the box next to Andrew. She presses them onto his skin and pats his shoulder.

"Voy a batirles el culo." She mumbles quietly, walking over to the fridge and stuffing her mouth with grapes.

(I'm going to beat their asses.)

"So Micheal, how have you been?" She asks as if we didn't hear her just then.

"Good." The lie smoothly passes my lips as I lean against the counter.

She nods, "good. Are you staying to eat?"'she asks as she places a pan on the stove and twists the nob.

"No-"

"Stay! It's been awhile." She insist immediately.

Andrew huffs and hops off the counter, purposely bumping my shoulder as he limps pass me.

"Nah ah, Andrés, Don't be rude." Ms. Suarez said although she was facing the stove.

He groans, limping back to the kitchen and climbing on the counter.

"You two should catch up! Wait until you see Alexandra, she's going to get so excited when she see's you!" Ms. Suarez gushes, smiling proudly as she chops potatoes.

A scoff slips out of Andrews throat, which Ms. Suarez doesn't hear.

I quietly glance at him, rolling my eyes slightly.

"What are you making, mamá?" Andrew asks, twisting his body around to face her.

"Chicken." She simply said. "Go upstairs with Micheal! Go play that video game or whatever."

Andrew rolls his eyes and heads upstairs, while I follow behind.

Memories cloud my mind as we walk through the hallway filled with old pictures and scratched walls.

I run as fast as I can, my feet thumping loudly below me. I hear a huff of annoyance behind me and I smirk as I dive into Andrews bedroom, grabbing the dolls head and holding it up in victory. "yes! I got it!" I cheer, bouncing up and down on Andrews bed. He walks into the room, a scowl on his face. "You cheated!"

"Who took my doll?!" I hear a devilish voice known as Alexandra, satans daughter. Me and Andrew exchanged looks before scrambling around the room, throwing the dolls head at one another like a hot potato. It was seconds until she came into the room, and all you can hear was little feet thumping against the wood floors and whines of a ten year old little girl.

I slightly smile at that memory, but the smile quickly goes away as soon as it came.

Andrew opens the door to his bedroom, and immediately plops on his bed.

"I'd like to know the truth. I want to know why you started doing drugs."

I squint at him for a few seconds. Blinking a few times, I finally say, "I never did drugs."

all he does is sit there, staring at me. "Interesting." Was all he said.

He got up, strolling towards me and stopping right in front of me. "So what the fuck were you on?" He asks, crossing his arms over his chest.

"nothing."

"Okay... So why'd you start selling drugs?" He furrows his thick brows, Tilting his head slightly.

"I needed money." I simply shrug with a quiver of my bottom lip.

Andrew didn't seem satisfied with my answer as his eyes narrow.

"A job never crossed your mind?" he face screws up as he says this.

"Listen, If you want to get something out of me, Then this is a waste of time. The only thing I'm telling you is I needed money. And I still do. Tell your mom I had something to do or something. I'm leaving." Those words slip out of my lips, Causing Andrew to frown slightly.

As I'm about to leave, Andrew mutters "So you're just leaving again? Just like that?"

I stop, looking over my shoulder. "There's more to this, Andrew."

I shut the door behind me, My expression hard. Jogging down the stairs, I swing open the door only to meet familiar brown eyes, Staring at my own in surprise.

"Micheal?" Alexandra says, Her eyes wide with surprise.

I give her a small nod, only to see fear fill her eyes. Furrowing my eyebrows in confusion, I shake my head to clear my thoughts and walk past her.

"What the hell..." was the last thing I heard before I turn the corner and enter an Ally.

Ok,
I'm sooo sorry for not updating :( so there's a few reasons why I haven't updated in awhile:
I didn't have internet for a few months so i couldn't use my computer.
I had writers block with this book and I'm soorrryy.
Also, i feel like my writing has improved a BIT and i looked back at chapter one and i was like "Whaaatttt" (You can't notice the change in my writing in this chapter since i started it awhile ago and finished it just now) But anywhooo, I'm sorry again :\

I'll try to update this book more :\ (I also apologize if there's any grammar mistakes or this book doesn't make sense)

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