Obey me, Dean (Short Story )
I continued, making sharp air quotes with my free hand.
“It’s some girl I used to mess with,” he replied, the shrug of his shoulders too casual for the weight of his words.
“Some girl?” A harsh, sarcastic laugh escaped me. It was either that or scream.
“What’s so funny?” he asked, his voice still deadly serious, his confusion only fueling my frustration.