“There are things about Art you don’t know.”
“What’s makes you an expert on him? We’ve both only known Art for about two months now.”
“Trust me. There are things you don’t know.”
“I’m all ears.”
“I can’t tell you.”
“Why? I’m your cousin.”
“I can’t betray his trust.”
“But you so easily betrayed Trevor’s.”
“The guilt is making me sick,” I cry. “I love them both.”
“Tell someone who gives a fuck.”
“I’m not asking for your sympathy. I’m asking you to understand.”
“Well, I don’t.”
“If it makes a difference, I’m breaking up with Trevor and staying away from Art.”
“He lives in the same house as you,” she scoffs.
“I’ll be staying with Anneli most nights, and I was hoping I could crash here sometimes.”
“That’s a big fat no.”
“You don’t make apologizing easy.”
“What’s so special about you? Why do all the boys like you?”
“All the boys don’t like me.”
“The ones that count do.”Lilah wipes a stray tear from her cheek.
“I never knew you had a crush on Trevor.”
“Would it have mattered if you did?”
“Yes.”
“But it didn’t matter with Art.”
“It’s different with him.”
“Right.”
“I’m not perfect and never claimed to be, but neither are you.”
“Don’t turn this around on me.”
“You only wanted Art for the thrill and nothing more. You don’t give a shit about him. Your pride was bruised when he rejected you. That’s the only reason you’re mad. Be honest with yourself.”
“Damn you.”
