Lacy's POV
"What do you mean it's about Celeste?" He asks.
"She... she is..." I stammer, trying to think of how to put my thoughts into words without sounding jealous of how he relates to her; I'm just a crazy girl who's being delusional.
"She is what?" He asks, more irritated than before.
"She wants to kill me." I finally tell him, and he frowns. He turns over and covers himself with the comforter, ignoring me.
What the actual f**k? Did he ignore me?
"I said she tried to kill me, and this is the reaction that I get?" I ask him, basically shouting my head off.
He stands up abruptly, making me flinch backwards as he gets all up in my space.
"There are two things you should get in your head. One, Celeste wouldn't try to kill you. You're just overreacting. Perhaps she made a joke,
