I was over at a friend's house. It's summer and summer is for vacationing. There were a few chumps, though, that had summer school. Most of them wanted to go but if that's what they wanted then so be it. The same day that we decided to go to a mall not relatively close to our town but further away and more famous, that was the same day that the students taking summer school were going on summer trip there.

Their destination wasn't the mall, of course, but they had time to walk around the town and go to the mall.

It's also worth mentioning that near the end of the school year, a girl had disappeared. She just up and ran away. No one really knows what happened to her. Some people speculate maybe she was kidnapped, but the rumors regarding her eccentric behavior prompted most people to suggest and believe that she ran away on her own accord.

My friends, Nathan, Etta, and Jack, drove to the mall. We hadn't gone there recently, and it was quite terrifying the amount of posters regarding her being missing. Jeez, how far were these people's reach?

Nathan scoffed and tore down the poster. Not that we didn't care about her, and not that we listened to rumors, it just felt kind of wrong. Not that we knew her either, but who was looking for her? Not her parents, not the police (maybe we weren't sure about that either) but people that like the story. People that couldn't care less about her but cared about being apart of her story were looking for her.

The whole situation was just...weird.

Our school was about twenty miles away from this mall anyway. Nathan, Etta, and Jack did not even go to our school nor do they know anything about the missing girl. But all they know is that she's missing, and that I mentioned it once. I mostly mentioned how disgusting the situation was regarding all of these people apart of it.

When we started walking around the mall, I saw the students from my school. "Oh god..." I didn't mean to say aloud, but it's not like they heard me.

"What's up?" Jack asked.

I shrugged, "Students from my school." As I kept staring through the other side of he walkway, I saw him. "And now it's even worse. It wasn't bad before but now it is."

"Okay, what?" He asked again more annoyed.

"Remember the girl? On the poster?" I asked him.

"What was her name again? She was the missing one, right? The weird one?" He asked.

I shrugged again at that last part. "I don't even know her name...anyway, her boyfriend is here."

I saw him keep walking. It was known that his relationship with her was...unconventional. That is a really nice way of putting it. I don't mean to say it was weird as in kinky freaky weird, I mean it was emotionally different. The way they treated each other was different. Did he even love her?

I personally knew him back in the day. His name was Brandon. He was looking uncomfortable. I think he saw the missing person's sign of her, too. They're just everywhere aren't they?

Nathan started chuckling. "That fat ass?" Brandon glanced like he had heard.

"Nathan!" I half shouted.

"I saw on the news they'd been spotting his crazy girl everywhere. Can't seem to catch her though." He sipped some coffee.

"Who can't seem to catch her? Maybe she doesn't want to be found," I said.

He shrugged. "I don't know. And maybe. Maybe he's scared because they think they found her around this town."

"Oh god, who the hell is they?" I sighed.

But we kept walking on anyway. There's a lot of sights to see in this mall. Lots of clothes, lots of food, lots of everything. All of that seemed to be blinded by the fact that the girl had "been here" at least sighted around this area. All of this awesome mall had been overshadowed by the damn posters of her. It felt more like an exploitation of this girl rather than actually genuine concern for her safety.

Not to mention the students from my school are here, too. I'm sure they'd heard the news about her potential whereabouts. Especially since Brandon was here, too.

There were a plenitude of students at this mall. I kept hearing rumors, too.

All of which describe her as crazy.

R E Y N A

The poster child. The crazy poster child on the posters looking for a crazy girl.

They'd said the same things back at school far before she'd gone missing. She was crazy, she was terrifying, she'd do weird things and she'd speak in a crazy tongue. Crazy Crazy Crazy. That's all I'd ever hear about her. What were these accusations based on? What's wrong with being different, an eccentric. They made it out like she was a criminal, accusing her with more illegal activities.

It certainly wasn't like that stopped when she disappeared.

And so consequently, I kept hearing that as I walked past them. My fists clenched up. My friends had noticed, but they felt the best thing to do was to distract me with other things. Right. Like that was going to help.

She wasn't a bad person. She wasn't ever doing drugs. She wasn't ever openly engaging in criminal activities like other people in school. Yet they were still accusing her of such terrible things? What made her so hated?

I don't know her personally. She'd been in my class once or twice in elementary, but, she was just different. She seemed kind enough. She would pick up other people's things if they dropped them. She'd picked up a pencil of mine, and I took it. I remember being made fun of that day in elementary.

I remember I'd borrowed a book from her once. And the pages weren't ripped or you couldn't rip the pages off and smoke them.

Nathan went into a Hollister. We waited outside and while Etta and Jack were talking, I leaned against the railing and just looked ahead across the walkway.

A girl. And she looked just like the girl on the poster. "The Poster Child." Was that her?

I narrowed my eyes in a little bit. She was walking funky. That may have just been how she walked but in a matter that she was hiding. I stepped forward. Is she okay? Is she safe? She doesn't want to be found, does she?

I had to make sure she was at least okay, though. At least simply ask her, "Are you okay?"

I walked in that direction when suddenly Brandon stopped me.

His friends weren't around. They were, but they weren't directly with him. He said to me, "I'm worried. Alexa...can you help me? You heard about Reyna, right?" I nodded. "Can you help me find her? I think she's here."

I turned around to here she was, but just as I did, she was already gone. It didn't feel right, what he was asking me. Why didn't he just do it himself? He was right there with me, he could've easily seen her. Maybe he did. So why was he asking me to find her?

I felt a huge metal ball go down my throat and drop to the pit of my stomach. There's no way she's safe, is there? Perhaps he really is concerned but...I can't just take that chance. I simply agreed eyeing him as he walked towards his friends, his hands in his pockets.

"Alexa?" Jack called out.

"What's up?" I asked him.

"Are you okay? Can't you just let it go?" Jack asked me. "People will talk shit, it's just what happens."

I grunted, sighed, looked up at the ceiling, and started tapping my foot. I trusted them with all of my life, but I felt like I was already losing so much time and how could I just explain to them what I was thinking...or at least...ready to do?

I said, "Do you guys trust me?"

They all looked confused, and Jack said, "Yes, we do. What's going on?"

"I'm being completely serious right now. I don't know what's going to happen but...I'm going to go do something, okay? Just trust me."

"...Okay."

I walked the other direction to where she was. How much longer would she be safe? It seemed like everyone was already looking for her and now Brandon personally asked me to find her?

Well, it certainly took me a while. She's slippery, good at evading. No wonder she's still been "missing."

There she was. I felt like she knew I was following her, but maybe she didn't. She suddenly stopped by a pair of lonely stairs. And there I was. My shadow was covering her, the bouncy poster child. The "Crazy Poster Child" with her straight light hair cut in the same bob, her perky cheeks, and her distracting pink glasses.

She sat there with her knees close to her chest.

I lightly approached her. "...Reyna?"

"..."

"Brandon told me to find you?"

After a second, she jumped up and smiled at me. "Brandon? My darling? Oh he told you to find me?" She kept talking so frantically fast. "Oh wow, that is so sweet of him, such a sweet boy, right? How is everyone how is he-"

"Are you okay?" I asked her first. "I just want to make sure you're okay."

"Oh! I'm certainly okay!" She smiled.

That's when I noticed her baby bump. Oh.

I smiled and said, "Well, I am glad then."

She took a hold of my hand and said, "Oh please please please do tell me about everything that I've missed from school. You do go to my school, right? I'm pretty sure I've seen you in the hallway, you're not in any of my classes are you though? Hahaha well I guess you can't be in all of them! I see you in the hallways though, and you seem like a nice person, what's your name again? Oh! But can you tell me about everyone at school and how is school how is Brandon?"

"Everyone is fine...and I'd love to tell you more about what's been going on but..."

"But what? What's wrong? You can tell me, what's wrong? You can spit it out. You can spit it out, can't you? Why, is it a secret-"

"No, it's not a secret." I squeezed her hand. "Reyna, I don't think you're safe. My name's Alexa, and if you don't have a destination and you're just going to keep running away, I really don't think you're safe."

"Well, I sure do think I'm safe! What makes you say I'm not safe?" She questioned.

"I don't know...everyone who shouldn't be looking for you is." I sighed.

"You shouldn't be looking for me. Why should I go with you anywhere?" She asked me.

I gaped at the sudden realization of this irony. I shrugged embarrassed. "You know what, you have a good point. Anyway, I just came to make sure that you were okay..."

"Oh, that's nice of you. I am okay. And so is Brandon Junior!" She smiled.

"Do you mind if I ask...if you have a destination?" I asked her.

She shrugged. "I don't know where. Just anywhere. I need to find a place tonight. I was going to stay here," she pointed to the pair of stairs, "but you found me so I got to find some place else tonight."

"If you need any help, I could help you. I have friends that live near here. We've got a place in the woods. Is that isolated enough?" I asked her.

"It's goooood..." She looked suspicious of me.

"Um...okay well, it's up to you." She didn't say anything. "I can go find Brandon if you'd like."

She smiled all giddy and squealed, "Oh would you! You would you would you would?!"

"Yeah! You just stay here that way no one you don't want looking for you won't find you." I told her.

She nodded, "Yeah yeah yeah, sounds like a good idea! Thanks! Oh boy, Brandon! I wonder how he is, oh I just can't-"

But I had to walk away before she could finish. Maybe I could change Brandon's mind or find out his true intentions. At least she's safe for right now. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Brandon. I know he's spotted me. And I know he's spotted her. His eyes have a new sense of fear.

I ran after him as incognito and stealthily as possible. He kept moving fast, though. His posse wasn't with him anymore. He kept swerving me; he really didn't want to be found did he? This was getting more suspicious by the second.

I finally cornered him in a lonely intersection. I said to him, "I found her. Don't you want to say hi or something?"

He stayed silent for a bit. His back still slightly towards me, but he wouldn't look at me directly in the eyes. "I didn't need to see her." He shifted a little. As I moved towards him, I finally noticed why he wouldn't look at me. He was hiding the knife in his hand. "I have to fix the mistake I made."

Oh Lord. He was talking about the baby, wasn't he?

I slowly inched forward. "Please don't do this, please please please. Please, Brandon, you're better than this. You're better than this, please."

"Brandon?!" Squealed a cheery voice. Oh god, why was she here?!

In one last attempt, I whispered quietly and frantically, "Please, Brandon, I am calling out to any good that's inside of you and I know that there is! Don't do this, Brandon!"

"Oh Brandon! I missed you so much! You have no idea just about how much I think of you and just about how much I want to be with you! I'm so sorry that I've been missing all of this time, but you know you could always join me--well us--hahaha can you believe it? I'm pregnant! Yeah, but you already knew that. I was thinking maybe we could name him Brandon Junior. I'm pretty sure it's a boy but...we can get to that later I just...I'm so so so glad to see you. I want to hear about you, I want to listen to everything I've missed and whatever you want to tell me and-"

Every word she said broke my heart. Did it even break his?

"-anyway, so was there something you wanted to tell me? Talk away!" She grinned so lovingly. But he didn't say anything. I don't know if she had caught on, but she certainly had a bit of concern on her face. "Brandon?...I'm so glad to see you!"

"I'll never have to see you ever again."

What a way to tell someone you're going to kill them. What a way to break someone's heart.

"...What?" Had her heart broken?

Brandon pulled out his knife. More passerby started to notice the situation. The poster girl and her clean-cut boyfriend in the middle of the mall. One is about to kill the other, but not the one you'd expect. Even the police were watching.

But it seemed to me no one else was going to do anything.

I grabbed his arm and apprehended him. Though he certainly was larger, his center of gravity is easier for me to reach. I kicked him down and struggled for his knife. I threw it aside so far there's no way he'd catch up to us.

I quickly grabbed Reyna with my heart in my head pulsating an impossibly fast beat.

She didn't seem to want to run. Her eyes still fixated on her Brandon, her body frozen on the ground. "Oh goddamn..." I sighed and lifted her from her feet, carrying her bridal style. The police hadn't apprehended Brandon for attempted murder. They only seemed to help him up.

I kept running, though. My friends had seen me, in shock. But I gave them that look. I knew they understood. They had to trust that I would be okay, and what I would do, I would think it's for the best. If I needed their help, I would've told them already.

So they turned a blind eye.

I knew my way around the area. No one had gone after us yet. I wasn't about to take a car, since I couldn't drive. But thank goodness there was a forest nearby. I ran into the forest with Reyna in my arms. Her eyes still gazed back at the mall. Her mouth was closed shut.

Poor girl.

She hugged my tighter and finally looked ahead. I was feeling the fatigue already. I could hear the police cars zipping around, but they don't know I'm walking through the forest.

"Um...so where are we going?" She mumbled into my shoulder.

"A safe place. In the middle of nowhere, remember?" I said to her.

She nodded. "Yeah, I remember."

The house was Leo's. It was at least ten miles away from the nearest gas station or fast food commodities. Yes, that's how far away from civilization it was. There were zero cars on the lone rural highway and so I trudged along past the road and made it to the door.

I'd never felt so fatigued in my life.

I knocked on the door, searching around me making sure there was nobody.

Leo opened the door. He eyes us up and down. "There's a pregnant woman in your arms."

"..."

"Why?"

"Leo...can you please let us in?" He widened the door and patted down the couch.

"Want to tell me what's going on?" He asked me. His other housemates poured in.

"Is that Alexa I hear? And whoa...yeah what's going on?" Connor asked.

Reyna was looking a little shy and tired. She curled up closer to the corner of the couch.

"I'm so sorry to be a trouble to you, but-"

"Skip it. I don't need to hear it, it's fine." Leo crossed his arms.

"Listen...have you been watching the news lately? Does she look familiar to you?"

Leo squinted and nodded slowly, "Yes. She's the missing girl, isn't she?"

I nodded. "Yeah. She's not safe, Leo. And she's pregnant, too, as you can tell. Her boyfriend was just about to kill her. I walked all the way from the mall to get here. And I don't think the police have good intentions for her. They didn't even help her!" I stood up at this point, even though my legs were begging me to just sleep. "They didn't even help her, it's like they wanted her dead!"

Leo sighed, "Alright. I bet you guys are hungry, huh?" He looked to Reyna and she nodded slightly. "The room's yours, Alexa. We've got a casserole. Are you okay with that, Ms. Reyna?"

Reyna nodded furiously and said, "Thank you so much yes yes yes, I love casseroles. Do you possibly have water, too? Oh, you couldn't believe just how-"

But Leo already left before he could listen to anymore of what she had to say.

His other housemate, Randall, just chuckled and said, "It's good to see you again, Alexa. Also nice to meet you, little lady. And nice to meet your child, too. Make yourselves at home. Television's yours, too, if you want. Um...I'll bring some pillows."

I looked to him, "Thank you so muc-"

"No no no, don't thank me. It's fine, okay?"

Reyna and I sat on the couch and just curled up together. We had the entire casserole without the complaints of the other people living in Leo's house. I drank up more water than I ever thought was possible.

I was just so glad that she was sitting next to me, knowing that she was safe.

She started asking me about my life. She started inquiring about me and thanking me and wishing we had met and been friends before. Then she started telling me about her life. How she's always been weird. How she always knew she talked too much and that would try weird things. Things that no one else wanted to do. She didn't ever mean to. She didn't even want to. It's just the way she was. And she was ostracized because of it.

I told her that I never thought she was weird. At least in the bad way.

She then smiled. We turned on the television and I made us hot chocolate. At this point, Randall had already wrapped us in blankets and pillows.

She sighed and said, "I want so badly for Brandon to be apart of my life...is he still going to be apart of my life? Our life?"

I couldn't tell her anything for certain. I just stared at her and smiled, "Whatever happens, it'll be for the best. I promise."

"Pinkie promise?" She said.

I nodded. "Pinkie promise." And we hooked pinkies. "Don't you trust me?"

She shrugged. "I don't know who I trust...but I think for the first time, I trust you."

I smiled. My heart melted. "Then I'm glad, Reyna. I'm glad you're here right now."

She smiled, too. "Yeah. Me, too."

The following episode being aired actually turned out to be the news. And for a few seconds, from what I gathered, it was about her. Oh geez, where was the remote?

But then the channel changed. Leo changed it from the end of the room. "Don't you think it's about time you sleep?" He looked to Reyna. "It'd be good for you and the baby, y'know. If she's bothering you with her goddamn yappering and smothering, let me know and I'll boot her out, y'know."

Reyna jumped up and said, "What? Oh no, she's not bothering me, she's never a bother, she's nice to have around and yes you're right it's good for the baby and--oh. Yeah, okay, I should sleep now. Thank you so much." Leo walked away into the corridor. But then she grabbed onto my hand before I could leave. "Alexa...thank you so much."

I smiled and nodded, "Of course. I promise you, it'll all be okay." I squeezed her hand.

I didn't know if she wanted me to stay, but the second I stood up, she already seemed asleep. She must be as tired as I am. I wonder all that she's been through. She hasn't told me much details about it, other than she's been wanting to leave.

She would continue wandering, never settling. For what reason? I'm not sure. I hadn't asked. But she had the real resolve to do it. I sort of worried that she would be gone the next morning, but then again, I also wasn't. I fell asleep as soon as I hit the bed.

When I woke up the next day, it was already noon. Boy, I sure was tired. I walked into the living room and all of his housemates were already there, having lunch. I looked for Reyna in the dining room but she wasn't there.

"Good morning, Alexa-" Randall started.

"Relax, Alexa, she's still sleep. She's been asleep, actually. Was starting to worry you'd never wake up, either." He said.

"Oh...thanks." I sat down and Randall passed me a plate. "Is it really healthy for her to be sleeping for that long?"

Leo shrugged. "She's had a tough journey. You don't need to ask her anything, you can just tell. It's written all over."

I stayed quiet for a second. We all did. "And the baby?"

"Is fine." He said. "Listen...we need to talk about what's going to happen to her. What do you have planned for her?"

I sat there all startled, my mouth still full. "I...I don't know. I guess I wasn't really thinking of the long term other than I wanted to..." I swallowed my food. "make sure no one we didn't want to catch her. At least...until everything died down."

He nodded and leaned next to my chair, crossing his arms. "Why do you want to do this so bad?" He asked me. "Do you even know her? Who is she to you?"

"...Leo..." I sighed. "I'm sorry. I can get out of our hair, I'm sorry-"

"No, stop." He held his hand to a stop. "Don't get up. Don't leave. I'm asking you, why?"

I sighed, "Because! I don't know, Leo, I really don't know how to describe it other than I can just tell she's a good person? What has she ever done that deemed her a bad person? So what if she's different from everybody else!"

"What innocent person runs from people and doesn't want to be found." He didn't ask me. He just stated it. He's not so innocent himself. Why do you think he lives in the middle of nowhere with a source of infinite food?

"Where's the evidence that she isn't innocent? She's different. Maybe that's just her way, to not want to be found. She doesn't exactly have a very happy welcome party." I mumbled.

"Okay." He walked away.

But I was so confused. What was the point of that talk? I was about to open my mouth before he said, "I'm going to work. The others should be going to work, too. Or to the bar. You should stay here and look after her, but don't wake her up."

For the next few days she'd be asleep. She was asleep almost the whole day, until just before I was about to sleep. She said her goodnight to me and I said my goodnight to her, and then she ate some leftovers. It was about to be like that the next day, too, until Leo insisted on making her food in the middle of the night. That's how it would be. She'd just be sleeping most of the time until she needed to shower or eat or pee and then she'd go back right to sleep.

Before I fell asleep the third night, she smiled at me. She told me to feel her baby kicking.

What a lovely feeling.

By the fourth day, she was still fast asleep. Everyone of us had decided we needed to get more food, so we had to go hunting. We wouldn't be going to the grocery store anymore. I again, didn't really know the plan, but she would more than likely give birth before summer ended. I could stay here until then. And it's not like they'd be going anywhere. Leo is more than capable of literally doing anything, so he could help her give birth. That was the plan, at least, and I was prepared for it. Not to mention all of the extra work. I don't care what it was. She is going to be safe. I will make sure she would be safe and stay safe, and her baby.

While we went hunting, Leo said something to me. He said, "You don't have to stay here, you know. You have a life, too."

"So do you." I said to him.

"You don't owe her anything."

"And neither do you!"

"But I owe you." He said to me.

"...No you don't."

We stayed silent for a bit, waiting for deer to catch. I personally hated hunting, killing, or even eating meat in general. So I didn't exactly shoot, but I did come with. I certainly picked some berries and some edible vegetation.

"I wanted to tell you something..." Leo told me. "You've heard all of the rumors about her, didn't you?"

"Yes."

"How sure are you they're not true?" He asked me.

"I'm one hundred percent positive. Why can't you trust her?" I asked him.

"I do. I don't think she's a bad person. But I trust your opinion more, so if there's even a slight bit of doubt in you-"

"Well there isn't any...thank you again." I smiled at him, and he smiled back.

By the end of the hunt, we were close to the highway. We had enough to sustain us for the week, but we did hear something alarming. We saw and heard the police cars.

Well fuck. They sure were close now.

We ran back as quickly as possible preparing ourselves for the worst. Thank god there weren't any police at our door. There Reyna was, half asleep, half awake, watching the Kardashians. She seemed happy and greeted us.

I haven't slept so soundly that night.

At least, for the little while that I was asleep.

Gunshots sounded. A lot of them. Then there was more. There were more policemen. I shot up from my bed and ran towards the window. I could see so many...I guestimated nearly a hundred policemen. What the hell? What the hell what the hell what the hell?

I ducked from the window. What could possibly be going on right now? The others...and Reyna...were they taken already? Arrested? What happened to Reyna?

I heard Leo and Kyle grunted. Where were Randall, Peter, and Connor?

I quietly sneaked out of my room only to find at the end of the hall were Connor and Peter with their hands up. I don't know where Randall was. The police were right on the other side of the corridor. And they should've seen Reyna already...but maybe they didn't. This was a tricky house. And most of them were outside scanning the perimeter.

I sneaked across the other side, my head ducked. There Reyna was. She was curled up, silently sleeping in the dark. But then the lights came on. I hid in the shadow of the couch. They had Randall up against a wall. Kyle was trying to negotiate with one of the cops, and then there was Leo. Leo, to proud to be put up against a wall, had his arms crossed staring angrily at the police. His body wouldn't move no matter how they pushed him into the wall. He was a mighty statue. Fittingly like the statue of liberty.

They found Reyna. Leo caught a glimpse of me and hadn't said anything. We stared at each other for a moment. I had to bring Reyna with me out a separate way.

I can hear their footsteps approach Reyna. Godammit, I have to do it! I jumped up from the shadows and ran towards her. The policemen started shooting at me. The glass broke. The couch no longer had its comfy touch as the air escaped from the bullet hole. My ears never rang like this before. So this is what it's like to be in hell.

Just before I was about to reach her, she suddenly disappeared. The police didn't have her, certainly. More gunshots came firing at me now that I'm standing. Leo jumped towards me and tackled me to the ground.

I could feel something. Something wet. Blood. It was his blood all over. Oh god. It was his blood. I tried helping him up, but he just stayed on the ground. I gave him support with all of my body weight as he leaned on me. He started grunting and panting, but he knew what to do. He tried stopping the bleeding with the blankets around him.

There were more gunshots in the house, but luckily no one else was shot. There was a lot of physical violent contact, though, but finally the police let Randall go. I kept hearing gunshots outside, though. It was Reyna. I could see her in the dark, fleeing. She was like a cat. The police inside didn't even notice her leave.

If she really wanted to leave, she would've left us already. Why couldn't they just leave her alone?!

I felt like crying. Every fiber of my being wanted to reach out to her and tell her it was okay, but I had to help my friends first. How could I reach her now? Reyna...

The police didn't attack us anymore. Only two policemen out of the hundred stayed behind. They didn't arrest us, either. Just put us on record and made sure on the record that we would not assist her anymore.

At that point I really wanted to cry. How could I have dragged my friends into this and then have it be all for nothing. They didn't ask for this. Did Reyna even ask for this? What was the point? Why did they want her so bad? What were they going to do to her?!

Leo could feel my outburst about to happen, so he started hugging me tighter, blood and all. I took a short sob and cried out into his shoulder loudly, "Why are they going after her? Can't you just leave her alone?!"

"Alexa please drop it." Leo said calmly and as tenderly as possibly. "We did the best we could."

"I know you did, and thank you. But I could've done more, I could've...I could've..." I hiccuped.

The policeman towered over us and said, "Listen, she's insane. you're lucky she didn't kill you guys."

I jumped up shouting, "You're lucky that shot didn't kill him, you-" Leo pulled me down to the ground again and tried covering my mouth.

"She's insane! There's been talk about all of the things she's done! Terrible things! We can't have her running around the goddamn country! She's a bomb waiting to explode!" The policeman cried out.

"Where's the evidence? They're just rumors! She's not insane, she's just misunderstood."

"How do you know that?"

"How do you know that?" I challenged him.

He scoffed. "That girl certainly isn't equipped to handle a child. And just think about what kind of genes run in that kids veins."

"You don't know that! That's what I've been trying to tell you, all of you, is that you don't know that! You don't fucking know anything! Just like you don't know that she's a criminal!"

We all stayed silent after that.

But I stayed silent for Reyna. Because I couldn't help her. And because the whole world had turned their back on a person. Not just turned their back but went completely against.