Chapter Twenty Seven

“Tell me, Elena, what am I to you?” Matthew added, his eyes almost bulging out of its socket.

“Why would you be asking me something like that? You’re my friend! You’ve always been my friend!” Elena replied, staring directly into his eyes.

“That’s the problem, Elena. I’m always the friend, the cool guy that follows you everywhere. The guy you push around to everyone, acting as if you control me…

“I don’t control you. You know that well!” She cut him off.

“Then tell me why you keep barging into all my conversations with her! Tell me… why you think it’s normal for you to do everything and anything when it comes to me.”

“You don’t care what I think, you don’t even bother to ask me! I’m pretty sure everyone in this school thinks you own me, and they come to you anytime they have something for me! Isn’t that so!” Matthew added, clenching his jaw and unclenching it at the same time.

“But you know what?” He said as he ran his fingers through his hair, darting his eyes from Elena and looking a