"Brownie, why did you?" I whispered to myself, slipping into my boots.
"What? What happened? Did something happen to Clark?" Ally asked, her voice laced with worry which made me boil in anger.
"You have no right to act all worried and anxious! Don't forget that you're the one responsible for this, you little s**t!" I hissed and furiously tied my lace. She wasn't entirely to blame, it was Clark's choice to do what he did, but I couldn't help myself. I was so angry, so angry at myself and at the world.
"I . . . I didn't mean to . . . I just loved him---"
"Oh, save it! Now get out of my way, I need money for the taxi. Zach, where is your wallet?" I snapped and shoved Ally away who squeaked like a little squirrel.
Zach didn't know what to do. He stood there like a concrete pillar, obv
