Amalia Anderson
I had to leave, I couldn´t bear it anymore. Andrew called an ex-fling or whatever to help Piper. I knew I had asked him to do so, but thought it was just a friend, male or female, not someone he had a history with.
My heart felt heavy. What if he realized I was not enough? What if he realizes I am a waste of time, that I am too young, too naive, too inexperienced? The pain of knowing that this could be over before it even started made my heart squeeze. So, instead of staying and talking about all of it, like an adult, I turned around and left.
That was my survival technique. If my father didn´t feel proud of me, I turned around and closed off. If my mom tried to give me advice I didn´t want to hear, I turned around and left her mid-sentence. And now, when Andrew is me
