“You need to stop talking,” Johnny warned, taking a defensive stance in front of Gerard. “And back off.” “You started this, not him,” I threw out there before Lizzie could change the narrative. “You shouted, you threw the cup, and you brought it up.” “Why are you always siding with him?” she screamed. “I’m supposed to be one of your best friends.” “And I’m supposed to be one of yours,” I shouted back at her. “But you’ve spent the past two months dictating how I should live, and then talking down to me like a child for making decisions that don’t fit your perfect narrative.” “You know what
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