LIBERTY’S P.O.V
I and Fran were walking down the hallway to the library. I was thinking about my little speech to Jeremy earlier that day. I had been so nervous and had even prepared the speech I was to give him, but of course, I forgot that speech when I stood in front of him, but I think I managed to deliver my message.
Still, I had to admit it hurt me to see his expression when I said those harsh words. But I didn’t know what else to do. He had been following me around since day one despite me telling him to stop.
He nearly ended another human's life. Like he didn’t care for the gift that is life. Like he had any right to decide who lived and who died. It was never okay to kill. Never under any circumstances. I knew I couldn’t be friends with a person like that. It went against all
