1-800-IDGAF

R.I.P.
To everyone who fucked me over, played me, tried me or lied to me, because you're all dead to me now
// Original product of Olivia Turner. Do not copy or share without permission. ©2015-2016

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38. Thirty Eight

~Allen~

"I'm here for Andrea-Marie Claire Helen" I say walking up to the front desk.

"Alright" 

I'm led down a hallway and to an elevator.

We arrive at the floor.

Colin looks pissed off.

We step out into a long hallway of cells.

"Here she is" the female office says slowly pointing at one in the middle.

We slowly merge over and see a slumped body.

She's hugging her knees in the corner on the cement bench.

"An-"

"Andrea" Colin cuts me off.

She sniffles.

"Andrea, what were you thinking?!" He shouts in a way.

"I-I...I don't know" she wipes her eyes.

"Colin please" I say.

"Andrea, I told you not to bother the situation" he says sternly.

"Colin-" 

"Dude, stop. You literally ruined her life" he puts his hand up to me.

"You're about to do the same thing! And you're going to regret it. It's the biggest mistake I've made. She's sensitive. She can't handle stress. When she fights back, she hurts more. She constantly feels alone, and you can't just yell at her when she messes up. It doesn't work, Colin. So don't tell me to stop, okay?"

He sighs.

"You're free to go now" the officer opens the cell.

Instead of her running straight to Colin, she comes into my arms.

I wrap my arms around her shoulder frame.

~Andrea~ 

I bury my face into his chest and sob to the sound of his heartbeat.

"Shh" he rubs my back, still embracing me and my warmth.

The scent of his dark, red hoodie fills my nose.

"I-I want to go home"

"Alright, I'll take you home" Colin says.

~Allen~

"With Allen" she says quietly.

"Okay. Andrea, I can see I screwed up. Goodnight" he leaves.

"Andrea, what?" I look at her.

"I've had enough of life without you. When Colin put this" she yanks off a necklace and shows me, "on me...it didn't feel right. I hid it underneath my clothes. I wore yours proudly..."

I pull the necklace from my pocket.

"Then wear it again. I need to know I won't lose you again"

She smiles big and lifts her hair. I place the chain around her neck and clip it.

"Perfect" we say in sync.

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