ISABELLA'S POV
"What was that?" I hissed,
When Brianna didn't answer, I went to stand in front of her, my hands on my hips, tapping my feet on the ground.
"Calm down Bella. Look I'm trying to help you here okay?"
"Help me? By throwing yourself at him?"
"Ok, look. You said you don't want him right? I'm trying to take his mind off of you so he doesn't make advances towards you again."
I was perplexed. What did she mean?
"What the hell are you talking about?"
"See, you're not interested in him right? You don't want him close to you again right?"
I didn't respond.
"You're not jealous are you?"
"I don't care about what he's doing with his dick."
"Exactly. You don't care. I don't see why his interest in me is a problem for you. I'm getting him off your hands."
Well, she was right
