“You don’t know the meaning of the word!” she snapped. “You don’t care about me!” “I would kill for you,” I shot back, getting in her face. The incredulous look on her face, like she didn’t know if she should be touched or laughing, mimicked exactly what was happening in my head right now. Yes. It kind of just came out, but I thought it was true. At one time, I would’ve killed for Michael, Kai, and Will. I might still. But I’d definitely kill for Erika and Banks. They might not like me a whole lot, but they understood me.
