Description
"Get the girl." One of them said and the other started to run after me. I could feel him hot on my tail as a gunshot rang in my ears. I placed my hand over my mouth in fear as my blood ran cold and tears started running down my face. A hand wrapped around my face and my vision started to black out. ~~~~ What do you do when you're dating a drug dealer? I mean, you're a self conscious 16 year old girl and he actually likes you. And he's totally hot. Then, the fact that your best friend of at least 7 years is completely in love with you. And you have no clue... Even in all the attention Annabelle Walter is receiving, sometimes a girl feels a little DESOLATE. (***This is a sequel to my other story Alone. I strongly suggest you read it before reading this story. You don't have to, but it'll help small little things make more sense.***)
Desolate
