"Wait..Abella was getting beat up? That proves all the scars on her face all those times "I said to myself. "She loved you. She cared so much for you."Amy says spitting out every word. "I'm confused. Amy what do you mean? It's her fault dad is dead. I never told my friend to beat her up. I never knew. If she told m-"I was cut off. "If she told you? How many time do you think she tried. She gave up Patrick. It's not her fault your dad walked out of the house..."
"What do you mean it's not her fault?"
"Ask your slutty mother"she bite out. "You watch your mouth"I growled out. She had no right to talk about my mother like that. No rights. I didn't know who she thought she was.
"Or what? You going to kill me or will you just set your friends at me and pretending you had no idea"
"I promise
