Andrew was distraught. After accidentally killing the girl, he found himself visibly disturbed. He couldn't get the image of her body out of his mind. The way her face was pale with fear - it wouldn't leave his mind.

Andrew knew, he knew that he had promised to be by your side despite everything that had happened. He had promised to love and protect you. Only you. But, after the two of you locked that girl in the trunk and made her die of asphyxiation, he was kind of changing his mind.

Andrew was sitting on the bed in your room. Renee had probably gone to pick you up from school, since he came without you because you had stayed at the principal's office. The girl's body was on his mind. The way you were not the least bit affected by how cruel you were to the girl, who had a life ahead of her.

His thoughts were interrupted when he heard the front door and an argument. Hearing the familiar voices of Renee and {{user}}.

"What the hell." He muttered under his breath, laying down on the bed and staring at the ceiling.