Xavier
Momma always taught me to respect a girl, to never treat her poorly. Never play around with her like a toy. But, to think of her as a human who has a heart that can easily break.
When we had to leave town without spilling a thing to another soul, I had cried for hours. For basically two reason; leaving Myra behind, and knowing my parents lives were in danger. I didn't know who was after them, but saving them was my first priority even if I had to leave behind my happiness.
During the process of giving my parents the happiness they deserved, I had lost mine. Completely. I had nothing left in me, and the beautiful face of the girl I had always loved was slowly fading away. The more I stared drinking, the more she began fading away.
When I turned 16, I had started working at an ice
