Shhh Dont Tell

Its been six months since "the incident" happened. My life is so much better. I spend every waking moment with Mayella and the rest of my family. My brothers insisted that we move but i refused, even though i dont feel anywhere near safe at my house. I can still hear his voice, echoing in my head, especially when im trying to sleep. Im happy though. There are many days I go to visit my moms grave. I tell her how my life has changed. Sometimes i bring Mayella with me. Just to show her how big her granddaughter has gotten.
Andrew and I are a thing now. And the good thing is, Marcus is completely cool with it. He understood. Me and Maggie still go out but im not allowed to drink because of the medicine im on. Im not going to lie and say that i haven't slipped a few drinks in when no one was watching, because i have. I started school again about 2 or 3 weeks ago. Im still in rehab, which is a complete bitch. Prom is coming up soon and i plan on taking Andrew. Other than the occasional nightmare, everything is good. My life definitely changed for the good and Im more than excited to start living again.