I chortled as I watched her high heels break on the pavement while she chased me. "WHAT COULD I POSSIBLY HAVE DONE TO MAKE YOU HATE ME?!!?" She screamed at me, I just laughed a bit. In my head I counted all the times she would push me down in the hallway, how many times she had made out with my boyfriends, how many times she would tell me she had cut herself so badly because I told her to leave me alone. Even then she was chasing me because I bumped into her by accident and yelled abuse while proceeded to hit me, I ran to get away from her. "Look" I moaned rolling my eyes at her" I'm not saying I hate you but if you were on fire and I had water, I'd drink it." With that I smiled at her for the last time and walked away as she stared at me in disbelief.
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