o.o Dear god! What will happen next? He should apologize now! He shouldn't make her feel like she's taken for granted.
Girl, you're inspiring. Take my word for it! Chapter seven, chapter seven!
Grab a knife and dissect me for the answers, is what I wanted to tell her.
I wanted to tell her: Grab a knife and dissect me for the answers.
They were precious. Fragile like glass and that Mother of mine shattered them.
They were precious--fragile like glass, and that Mother of mine shattered them.
Annoyed, I smirked. “Olivia, if she didn’t tell you then what makes you think I would? Just forget it. I’ll hand the situation, so stop pissing me off.”
“I wasn’t hiding it,” I retorted. “I don’t waste my time talking to people who are a few peas short of a casserole.”
“Hey, Liliah, Chase is having a Homecoming party this weekend, so I was thinking whether or not you wanna go with me? I’ll be fun,” he added, as if the words could buy her out.