What The Fuck Richard

"Why the fuck would you do that?" I ask with frustration, the music still booming in the background. This was not in the original story. I pace back and forth in front of Max.

Max and Kate stayed together for the whole story, or at least until where I read. I stop right in front of Max with my arms crossed across my chest. He leans back in the leather seat.

"You didn't want to do anything," Max mutters, struggling to talk properly. I laugh in disbelief and walk closer to him. I'm towering over him, my nails digging into my arms. I can't believe the nerve of this twat.

"You drugged my friend, forcing her to the bedroom because-" I stop to take a deep breath. I cannot even begin to process his thought process. "Because I didn't want to "satisfy your needs". So you force yourself on an innocent girl, Allison, because what? No one will believe her? She is an easy target? You are a fucking horrible person. I hope you burn in hell." I unfold my arms and give a step back. I don't want to be