She was always the smart one, innocent and responsible. I was always the wild one, irrational and spontaneous. So whatever went wrong, it was always my fault.
My parent's didn't care as much as hers, so to them my upbringing was broken. Her parent's always blamed me for everything, yet she always stood by me.
'Hawai.' she told them. 'It was only a one week trip! ... Besides,' she argued 'I need to go somewhere before collage.'
But as her best friend I persuaded her to go to Thailand, somewhere exciting! Because everyone goes to Hawai. So Thialand it was, but only to us.
It started out great, as all good holidays do. But never in my darkest nightmares did I imagine it all going this wrong. Never would I have wished this on my most hated enemies, let alone my best friend, or myself.