“Damn it, Emily, you should stop offending that innocent girl!” Luther yelled. “Since when did you start bothering about outcasts?” she frowned “You should stop showing up with her. People are talking and you know how much I hate”.
“We both know I don't give a dam about what you hate,” he said recklessly then bites the apple in his hand. “You have to when what you foolishly do affects me directly. Have you for one-second thought about how I feel?… Luther people are talking!” she clenched her fists furiously.
“That's exactly the problem with you. You care so much about what people think. And about your feelings,” he glared at her straight into the eyes “— I don't care!” he walked away.
“f**k!” she screamed. Angrily she started flinging things that were on the table on which she was seat
