"s**t! That guy is crazy," Robert says as he drives away.
I’m so pissed off at Adrian. How could he dare say something like that to me? He had the nerve to announce to everyone that we had s*x, and to make matters worse, he accuses me of sleeping with Robert. Yes, we’re dating, but that doesn’t mean we’re having s*x. I’ve learned my lesson—once bitten, twice shy.
"I hate him."
I thought my feelings for him were strong, but they’re nothing compared to the hatred I feel now. First, he denies ever knowing me. Then, he tells me I’m following him like a puppy, calls me a pain in the ass, and worst of all, calls me cheap.
I feel so stupid and used right now.
"No man should disrespect a woman like that. It doesn’t matter if she slept with him on the first day they met—that should stay betwee
