“He’s not an animal,” she snapped, to my surprise. “You’re the one who put a knife to my girlfriend’s throat,” I added. “Will you both stop!” Eisley threw up her hands. “I’m leaving.” She stormed through the cars. “Eisley, wait!” I glared at her so-called friends and took off in the direction she’d gone, but she had disappeared. I searched around the area until the police pulled up to me. “Young man, I think it’s best you get in your car and head on out. You’re making people nervous.” “Me?” I pointed to my chest. “I wasn’t the one with a weapon.” He ignored my comment and repeated his
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