“You swore you wouldn’t,” I reminded her. It was why I opened up to her. “You fucking promised me!” “Well, I have to do something, Joey,” she strangled out. “I can’t watch this happen to you. I love you!“ “Well, don’t!” I roared back at her. “If loving me means betraying my trust, then don’t fucking bother! Don’t love me and don’t get involved. I can take care of my own shit.”
