“We haven’t done anything,” I said, and it was the truth. The agonizing, technical truth. “She sends me stuff. I don’t reply. Or I reply with ‘stop.’ But she doesn’t stop.”
“Because she’s crazy, man,” he whispered. “Because she’s been in love with you for years, and she finally decided that if she couldn’t have you, she’d burn it all down so nobody could.” I didn’t go to Derek’s house. I didn’t call Chloe. I sat on my kitchen floor, staring at my phone, waiting for the inevitable. Phatassedangel69 - Best Friend-s Obsessive Sister
That girl was gone. In her place was a chaos agent with a broken moral compass and an encyclopedic memory of every awkward thing I’d ever said. “We haven’t done anything,” I said, and it