/-Riley-/
I sit on the couch trying to hold back tears. Was I humiliated? Yes. A lot.
Did I feel like s**t? Yes, too.
Did I blame Dean? Hell yeah. None of this would have happened if he just told those bitches off. Why would they even think of attacking me? It's not like I jinxed him or had him in my pants pocket.
"Stop crying, baby. It's going to be alright, okay? Forget those sluts" Jamie says.
"Stop trying to make her feel better. Face it, Riley. Dean doesn't love you. If he did, why isn't he here yet? He can't pretend not to know when it's all over the net" She rolls her eyes. All over the net?
"What are you talking about?" I ask, gulping hard.
"I guess you didn't see this. Take a look at this" She says, scooting closer, so I could peer into her phone. My heart drops at the emba
