17 year old Mariposa gets blamed for the death of her older sister Xiomara by her own parents! shes always with her friends getting high but that all changes when she meets Xavier. They are both hiding something, but could what there hiding ruin there relationship...
prolog:
I feel something wet all over my body as i roll over in my bed. I open my eyes and look over and what i see will traumatize me for the rest on my life. There next to me is my older sister Xiomara's lifeless body, with blood running down her legs,arms, and all over the white and purple bedsheets. Her eyes are closed,shes very pale, and she has tear stains running down her face. When i touch her face she's as cold as ice. I let out a petrifying scream, But before i could do anything. I jump up in my bed sweaty and panting. I had that dream again the same one i been having since that tragic day... if it was only a dream.
Hi, my name is Mariposa. Spanish for butterfly, But just call me Mari. I'm 17 years old and still live with my parents, even though we cant be in the same room more than 20 minutes without having an argument and they're barley around. They don't even have the decency to look me in the eyes when talking-more like yelling- at me. Why? Because i remind them of her and they blame me for what happen...Even though i was only 10 years old when it happened!
I stay locked up in my room all the time. I dont dare come out and risk facing my parents or the other memories that this house holds. The only time i do come out is when i leave my house and hang with my best friends or go to school. And when i do we just chill and get high like any other day.
But that all changed when i met HIM; Xavier...
