Chloe:
"What?! What the f**k do you mean they left?!" I shouted at my best friend Zelia, who looked away from me.
"T-They just boarded his yacht, and it's sailing off. Jacob just told me." She said, and I glared at her.
"Well, find out where the f**k they're going!"
"How?!" She yelled back.
"Pay someone off! I don't f*****g know! Figure it out!" I yelled, and she sighed.
"Chloe-"
"Shut the f**k up, Zelia. This is your f*****g fault anyways. If you had just gone on the f*****g date with him like you were supposed to, he wouldn't have met that little slag." I hissed.
"Chloe, he obviously doesn't want to be with you. Why don't-" I backhanded her before she finished her sentence, grabbing her by her hair so she was forced to look at me.
"Don't even f*****g finish that sentence. He's t
