“Don’t you dare try to turn me on right now. I’m really upset about this, asshole. You know how much I need to feel needed. This really hurts that none of you put my name down.” “Jake,” I say gently, inching closer. “We love you. We don’t want to hurt you. We would never want to put you in that awful position of hearing the news first, of making you have to be the one to tell the others. We were protecting you.” “Well it feels a lot like getting shoved to the side. Last fucking place,” he mutters.
