I turned towards my back and saw Dale there. He was looking at me intently and I couldn't help but roll my eyes at him.
"What do you want?" I said in the coldest voice ever. What is he here for anyway? He couldn't have folowed me just to see how miserable I was or did he? Did he want to see how broken I was with what he did?
"I'm sorry," He said and sighed. "I didn't mean to do it,"
"Is that the best thing you can come up with?" I scoffed. Can't he at least have a better apology than that? It an overused phrase.
"It's the truth, I did it because they asked me to but it didn't go as planned--" He said and I cut him off with a sarcastic laugh.
"Oh, I'm sorry, is it my fault now because I found it out before you could even drop the bomb on me? Is that it?" I continued laughing. "I'm
