ssion for our pre-med classes. I was a sophomore at this California state u

ned th

a was

ow, she was standing in the middle of our room, h

ngs for students in certain extracurriculars. Jessica was in a popular soro

ked c

n her arms. They weren't hickeys, I knew what th

alked straight to the trash can and thre

e, a smirk on her face.

to the trash can, then back

a whispered, "Emily, those marks... I think

She was a party girl, always had guys over, never respected our shared

iend, my confidante.

my skin crawl. Her lifestyle was one thing, but her manipula

t always like this, or maybe I just didn't see

is latest incident with my water bottle, after her myster

ing," Olivia said, he

out disgust anymore. It was a