Feisty

"Hayden." Andy bent down and wrapped his hands around himself with tears in his eyes, regardless of the countless stares he received from passersby. He hiccuped and inhaled deeply, sad tears streaming down his cheeks.

"Hayden," he whispered in a frail and shaky tone.

Hayden, what should he do? How can he live anymore? Levi had turned his life upside down in a completely vile way. Who can he tell this to? Who can he explain his feelings to?

Andy knew no one would understand him. No one would understand how much he felt inside. How much he felt like dying over and over due to being tainted by the person he has always called Big Brother.

"Levi. He. He…" No matter how Andy tried to explain, the words seemed to stick to his tongue, making him unable to say a thing. The more Andy was unable to say a word, the more uncomfortable he felt, and the more he broke down and cried louder.

Hayden was stunned by the sad voice he heard, but in the next second, he snapped out of it.

"Andy? What happen