Page 100 of Just Friends

James: Too bad. I’m not.

I blink away tears.

Me: WHY? This is ridiculous!

James: What’s ridiculous is you leaving me when I told you not to.

My anger spirals out of control as I hold myself back from throwing my phone across the room.Screw him.

Me: Are you kidding me? You know why I left!

I have no idea why I’m arguing. My goal is to make him happy so he leaves me alone.

James: You never gave me the time to explain myself.

Oh, he explained himself aplenty.

He texts again before I reply.

James: Meet me, and we’ll talk.

Me: I’m not meeting you!

James: It’s meet me or nothing.

Horror flows through me.

Meet him.

Rex will for sure ask me what’s going on if I tell him I’m meeting James, but seeing him might be my final way out of this.

Me: Fine. Where?

James: Tomorrow. My place. Noon.

Oh, hell no.

Me: I’m not going to your house.

James: The bistro off-campus?

Me: Too public.

James: Public is anywhere but my house.

Me: I’ll be there at noon.

James: Love you.

There’s no stopping me from texting him back with my precious endearment.

Me: Go screw yourself.

James: I liked it better when you screwed me.

I throw my phone down on the bed.

I hate him so damn much, and I know he won’t make it easy on me tomorrow, but I have to attempt to play nice with him. All I need is for him to sign a document.

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