Chapter 29At least twenty pair of eyes are on me. I run my tongue over my dry lips and clear my throat. That is enough for me to get out a spluttered, "Truth."
Courtney snorts besides me, "Coward." She mutters.
I hate her.
Her eyes twinkle with a mix of vengeance and hate once they find mine. She sticks her tongue out, "Are you a slut?"
Gasps erupts from some of the people. There gazes on me with intent interest. It takes my brain a moment to register her question. She looks least bothered by her insulting question. Her lips are drawn into a content smug. I frown at her, feeling my eyes fill up in tears. I hate getting drunk, it makes me an emotional wuss.
I miss Quinn and his annoying habit of acting as my spokesman. If he was here, he would answer on my behalf.
"Courtney..." Jermai
