18. Not Good Condition

My eyes widened as I found Andrew standing right in front of me.

'No, he can't see me like this. He will know I was crying.' Fastly turning my face to another side, thinking going back inside the washroom was better but when he dragged me out with him, 

'What can I do? Nothing, just obey him.'

"What happened to you?" Once we were at the corner where not many living beings were, he spoke up.

"Huh, uh...nothing." Staring at my hands, I fidget with my fingers.

"Look at me, Ally." 

"Don't call me that." Even though I was answering him, my eyes were still cast down and my hair helped in hiding my face from him.

"You won't listen to me, will you." Sighing he put his fingers under my chin making me gaze at him. 

"You were crying, why?" The sternness and authority in his voice were making me want to obey him but I could not tell him.

"Why does it even matter to you, huh? There weren't any rules about shar