*Emily’s POV
“Come again???” Mia says almost yelling at me. I deserve it, I f*cking know.
“I don’t know, Mia. Okay?” I say. I am done with people after me. “I don’t know what I am doing, I just want to be let alone. Please, is that so hard?”
“I am sorry, Emi…” she apologizes. “It’s not like I am scolding you or something like that, it’s just that I don’t understand you, I don’t get what are you doing,” she says again.
“I don’t get it either, M. But we will talk about it later, I don’t want to stir up drama about this. I’ll explain everything tomorrow,” I say to her and she doesn’t say anything but drinks another shot with me.
“I love you, Emi. And I’ll help and support you no matter what,” she says. I know it’s true, she is one of my best friends and she has always been there for me,
