Status: Would you take a bullet for Sirus?
Lockdown
I can tell you three truths
1. I’m conceited
2. I’m addictive
3. I won’t let you know me
I can give you three lies
1. I believe in forever
2. Love exists
3. I’m just another girl
I can sit here and tell you about me, but why would I? You don’t need to know. This is about her not me—so why bother letting you in?
This is her story. Her name’s Annabel but she goes by Ace, or Acy—but only one can call her that and chances are you’re not that one. Right now, our dear Anna is sitting in a hospital bed, crying because of the pain in her arm. Ace took the bullet, that’s what she knows to do. But she took the bullet for me—I never deserved that. Anna should be here writing, or singing, or hiding in the back like she has for the last few months. I should be dead. The bullet was meant for me, but I’m at the school. This is her story. This is her lockdown.
1. I’m conceited
2. I’m addictive
3. I won’t let you know me
I can give you three lies
1. I believe in forever
2. Love exists
3. I’m just another girl
I can sit here and tell you about me, but why would I? You don’t need to know. This is about her not me—so why bother letting you in?
This is her story. Her name’s Annabel but she goes by Ace, or Acy—but only one can call her that and chances are you’re not that one. Right now, our dear Anna is sitting in a hospital bed, crying because of the pain in her arm. Ace took the bullet, that’s what she knows to do. But she took the bullet for me—I never deserved that. Anna should be here writing, or singing, or hiding in the back like she has for the last few months. I should be dead. The bullet was meant for me, but I’m at the school. This is her story. This is her lockdown.