I stormed into the house, not looking around to see if Andrew was following me. I know I shouldn't be mad at him, but a small part of me couldn't get over the fact that Ashley and him were in each other's arms on that horrible day.

I stomped up to my room and shut the door.

"Perhaps I should just leave for a few days to wrap my head around everything." I pondered.

I knew how I felt around him, how completely and completely addicted I was to him. But, at the same time, I knew that he could ruin me more than anyone else ever could, and I...