Won't Get Fooled Again
I was riding shotgun, but Lily suddenly caught my hand before I could put on the seatbelt, looking past me at Paul who got in the driver's seat, "I'm scared of sitting at the back alone…"
As she spoke, her tears welled up in her eyes, at once bright and innocent.
And as she finished, her tears quietly rolled down her cheeks.
But it just so happened that delicate appearance was what Paul loved.
Still, I snapped at Lily impatiently, "Then walk home yourself."
The ensuing silence was cold and forbidding, and Paul soon snapped coldly, "How could you be so vile, Jessica?! It's so cold out here, and it's so far from Lily's home! Are you trying to hurt her again?! Get in the back!"
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