“Shut
up!
I’ve
had
enough!”
I
could
see
the
blood
boiling
inside
of
him.
It
didn’t
matter
that
he
was
attempting
to
take
up
for
me.
Nothing
he
could
say
would
make
me
forgive
him.
He
was
playing
a
losing
game.
“If
you
leave,
you’ll
be
sorry.
Remember
what
I
told
you,
Stoshua.
I
meant
every
word.”
His
grip
loosened
and
finally
he
let
go.
“The
keys
are
in
my
car.
Take
it
wherever
you
need
to
go,”
he
whispered
so
she
couldn’t
hear.
I
didn’t
thank
him
for
the
gesture,
instead
I
hauled
ass
out
of
my
parents
yard.
I
drove
his
car
straight
to
the
airport,
where
my
car
was
still
parked.
I
didn’t
care
about
my
bag
of
clothes,
or
my
cell
phone.
I
just
wanted
to
get
the
hell
away
from
all
of
them.
Before
I
could
drive
home,
I
sat
in
my
car
and
let
out
the
pain.
I
cried
harder
than
ever
before,
only
stopping
to
catch
my
breath.
They
betrayed
me.
My
sister
had
ruined
my
chance
at
happiness.
Stosh
had
slept
with
me,
filling
my
head
with
false
hope.
It
was
too
much
to
handle.
I
couldn’t
even
call
my
parents
for
support.
They
thought
I
was
a
home
wrecker.
I
had
no
one
to
talk
to.
I
was
all
alone,
just
like
Ivy
wanted.
I
pulled
her
phone
out
of
my
pocket
and
threw
it
against
the
ground,
smashing
it
into
a
million
pieces.
I
didn’t
care
about
getting
in
touch
with
any
of
them.
If
she
needed
her
phone,
she
could
buy
a
new
one.
My
days
of
doing
her
favors
were
long
gone.
I
no
longer
had
a
sister.
When
I
finally
got
home,
I
was
so
exhausted
that
I
landed
in
my
bed
and
fell
right
to
sleep.
I
was
glad
about
it,
since
I
didn’t
want
to
have
to
think
about
them.
The
next
day,
I
remained
in
my
room.
It
took
me
three
days
to
call
the
phone
company
and
report
my
cellphone
lost.
I
received
a
replacement
on
the
fourth
day,
but
kept
it
turned
off.
I
didn’t
want
to
listen
to
the
messages,
or
take
any
phone
calls.
My
new
job
had
been
postponed.
I
was
still
weeks
away
from
starting
and
I
wasn’t
in
any
condition
to
do
it.
I
cried
all
of
the
time,
especially
when
the
animal
shelter
commercials
came
on
the
television.
Even
my
friends
couldn’t
get
me
to
talk.
The
less
I
said
the
less
it
hurt.
I
just
wanted
to
move
forward.
Talking
about
it,
would
only
hold
me
back.
By
the
forth
week,
I
was
a
force
to
be
reckoned
with.
I
focused
on
packing
up
my
things
and
prepared
to
move
into
my
new
place.
It
was
a
big
step
for
me
and
I
needed
to
do
it
right.
It
wasn’t
until
the
night
before
my
big
day
that
someone
got
in
contact
with
me.
It
wasn’t
by
phone
or
email.
No,
he’d
driven
all
the
way
to
my
doorstep
for
a
chance
that
I
would
hear
him
out.
Chapter
11
Nobody
puts
Princess
in
the
corner.
“If
you
were
smart,
you’d
turn
your
ass
around
and
leave.”
I
could
smell
him
from
the
doorway
and
as
much
as
I
tried
not
to
pay
attention,
he
looked
more
handsome
than
ever.
“Well,
I
guess
I’m
not
smart,
because
I’m
staying
until
you
hear
me
out!”
He
put
his
hands
in
his
pockets
and
waited
for
me
to
reply.
I
looked
him
up
and
down,
smiled,
then
slammed
the
door
in
his
face.
He
didn’t
knock
again,
so
I
went
about
what
I
was
doing.
All
of
my
roommates
had
already
moved
out,
so
I
was
the
one
who
had
to
go
through
and
make
sure
everything
was
cleaned
out
and
they
didn’t
forget
anything
hidden
in
the
corner
of
a
closet
somewhere.
I
was
so
hurt
and
angry
that
I
couldn’t
fathom
having
a
conversation
with
either
of
them.
Why
he
thought
it
was
okay
to
just
show
up
on
my
doorstep
was
beyond
me.
I
focused
on
the
task
at
hand
and
ignored
the
fact
that
he’d
come
all
that
way
to
talk
to
me.
I
guess
he
thought
he
had
some
kind
of
valuable
information
that
would
change
my
mind.
I
cleaned
and
packed
my
ass
off
for
the
rest
of
the
morning.
At
about
noon,
I
was
hungry
and
dying
of
thirst.
I
grabbed
my
keys
and
headed
out
to
grab
a
bite
at
the
corner
deli.
When
I
opened
the
door,
a
pizza
delivery
guy
was
standing
there,
about
to
knock.
Since
we
rented
a
whole
house,
I
was
puzzled
how
he’d
gotten
confused
about
the
address.
Our
number
was
in
large
block
on
the
front
of
the
house.
“I
think
you
have
the
wrong
address.”
He
looked
down
at
his
paper.
“No,
it’s
the
right
place.
Someone
called
and
paid
for
a
ham
and
pineapple
pizza
and
a
two
liter
of
soda.
Since
it’s
paid
for,
do
you
still
want
it?”
I
grabbed
the
pizza
box
and
the
two
liter,
while
shaking
my
head.
“Yeah,
sorry
I
forgot
that
I
ordered
it.
My
mind
is
just
crazy
lately.”
Feeling
like
an
idiot,
I
waved
to
the
delivery
guy
as
he
walked
away.
As
soon
as
his
car
pulled
away,
I
saw
Stosh
leaning
against
his.
Did
he
really
think
he
could
earn
his
way
into
my
house
through
my
favorite
pizza?
Okay,
I
have
to
be
honest.
For
a
split
second
I
did
consider
slamming
my
door
and
eating
the
pizza,
then
throwing
the
empty
box
out
on
the
street
at
his
feet.
It
was
just
for
a
second
though.
Instead,
I
walked
into
my
house
and
left
the
door
open.
I’d
sat
the
pizza
down
on
the
kitchen
counter
by
the
time
I
heard
him
approaching.
“You
have
until
this
pizza
is
gone
to
explain
yourself.
When
the
box
goes
out
into
the
trash,
you’re
going
with
it!”
I
was
as
serious
as
a
heart
attack.
He
had
about
three
minutes
to
explain
and
then
he
could
leave
the
same
way
he
came
in.
We
were
not
friends,
and
just
being
in
the
same
room
with
him
was
making
me
uneasy.
He
sat
down
on
a
stool
next
to
me
and
we
ate
at
the
breakfast
bar,
since
I
had
no
other
furniture
except
in
my
bedroom.
We
were
halfway
through
our
first
piece
before
he
started
to
talk.
Just
hearing
his
voice
was
enough
to
remind
me
how
hot
it
was
to
have
sex
with
him.
“On
a
scale
of
one
to
ten,
how
much
do
you
hate
me?”
I
sat
my
slice
of
pizza
down
and
took
a
deep
breath
before
I
looked
at
him.
“Twenty!”
His
eyes
got
big
and
he
shook
his
head.
“I
should
have
told
you
the
truth
from
the
beginning.
I
just
wanted
to
spend
time
with
you
before
you
found
out.
I
know
I
kept
things
from
you,
but
I
swear
that
I
meant
what
I
said.
I
love
you.
I
always
have
and
I
always
will.”
“You
don’t
know
what
love
is.
I’d
never
lie
to
you,
Stosh.
I’d
never
deceive
you.
I’d
do
anything
to
keep
you
safe.
That’s
what
love
is.
You
didn’t
do
any
of
that
for
me.”
His
expression
changed.
“Are
you
admitting
that
you
do
still
love
me?”
“How
I
feel
is
irrelevant.
I’ll
never
forgive
you!”
I
could
feel
the
slow
burn
in
my
throat.
Tears
were
coming
and
I
had
to
hold
them
back.
He
couldn’t
see
me
in
pain
over
him.
“What
if
I
said
that
everything
I
did
was
for
a
reason?
What
if
I
told
you
that
I
have
a
plan
to
take
down
your
sister?”
I
poked
him
in
the
chest
when
I
spoke.
“You
could
have
given
my
parents
her
diary.
Instead,
you
let
her
destroy
my
relationship
with
them.
I
don’t
deserve
any
of
this!
I’ve
been
a
good
person.
I
worked
hard
for
my
education,
while
she
fucked
her
life
away.
You
could
have
ended
this
before
any
of
this
occurred.”
I
was
so
pissed
that
he
was
trying
to
mend
things
with
me.
“You’re
right.
I
thought
about
sitting
them
down
and
reading
it,
but
your
sister
would
somehow
come
out
of
it
smelling
like
roses.
She’s
not
as
stupid
as
everyone
thinks.
She’s
been
one
step
ahead
of
the
game
this
whole
time.
She
still
doesn’t
know
I
even
have
the
diary.”
“What
the
hell
are
you
waiting
for?”
“There’s
something
that
I
wanted
out
of
her
plan,
or
else
I
never
would
have
gone
through
with
it.
She
didn’t
exactly
tell
me
when
you
were
coming
into
town.
I’d
prepared
myself
to
be
hurt,
by
your
rejection.
After
I
found
the
diary,
I
realized
that
you
had
feelings
for
me
the
whole
time.
Then
I
got
selfish.”