❝ oh, please, amanda ! ❞ shouted, voice uncontrolled by the rage
of being called out. steven varsity is a good guy. steven varsity can
do no wrong. ❝ don’t talk to me about trust, you compulsive liar. ❞
a finger is pointed - no, jabbed - at her collar bone. he towers over her,
shadow consuming her smaller frame. ❝ when did you ever tell the truth ?
when did you ever QUALIFY to be given trust ? ❞ a varsity special, turning
the blame. ❝ everything that has happened ? it’s your own fault. start taking
some responsibility, amanda. ❞
finally standing up for yourself had felt like the right idea, but as he
TOWERS over you it starts to shift towards the wrong one. steven
never scared you before, but shouting voice and jabbing finger are
enough to make you flinch. nothing good will come from this. ❝ i
didn’t lie about ANYTHING ! ❞ except your parents being dead, which
was admittedly maybe not a good thing to lie about. and there may
have been other little lies, but never anything BAD. not in your eyes
at least. ❝ me take responsibility ? you’ve never taken responsibility
for ANYTHING in your life ! ❞