“You fucked my best friend, Jeff,” I say. “You think I want to be with you after you were fucking my best friend while I was gang raped by men that you owed money to? Do you know what it’s like to be in so much pain that you wanna die? Do you know what it’s like to be so fucking numb that you wish that somebody would take you out? I hate that fucking man for saving me. He should have just let me lay there and die. Instead, I’m stuck having this goddamn conversation with you.”
