"What in the flying f.uck Bianca?! Why did I not know about this sooner?"
James stood there staring at Bianca. He felt like a world class a.sshole for the way he had been treating her. She had done nothing but make him feel accepted and comfortable in his own skin in a way that no one had done since his accident. And now as she was telling him that she had a f.uckin stalker but he had been so wrapped up in his own s.hit she hadn't been able to tell him, he felt even worse.
"Are you kidding me?" She whisper-hissed at him, looking around to make sure no one had actually heard them. "Please tell me when exactly I should have told you? Right after my father was in a car accident? No, wait, I should have sent you a f.ucking carrier pigeon. Maybe then you would have responded to me some time
