“By the time we got home she had stopped shaking, but she was still despondent. She’s almost got more clothes at my house than I do, so she was able to get out of her party clothes and put on pajamas. After I got changed I set about pulling out the trundle bed that is in my room just for her and the two of us made it up. We settled down onto our beds and turned to look at each other, and I asked the question that had been driving me crazy for weeks. “You blame me, don’t you?” Her eyes ...filled with tears as she shook her head emphatically. “No, I don’t blame you. I blame myself. None of this would have happened if I hadn’t thrown a tantrum and forced you to go. I should have listened to you. I don’t even know why you would want to be friends with me anymore. If it weren’t for me, you’d be fine. I was asking for it, going to that asshole’s house like a lamb to the slaughter. I took that cup from them, didn’t ask any questions as I laughed like an idiot and drank what they gave me without question. I got what I deserved. I just wish they had killed me instead of leaving me to live like this!”MoreLessRead More Read Less
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