Lola POV
Returning home from the party and after everything that happened, I feel a mixture of heartache and almost uncontrollable rage. Nadia and Jason knew it was me. Why would they defend that piece of sh*t over their best friend? I can and have taken a lot of sh*t in my life, but having the last and only two people I have left in my life betray me like that makes me break down completely. For the first time since my mother passed, I feel hot tears streaming across my face like a dam that just broke. Panting and ugly sobbing, I head up to my bedroom and crash on the bed. What am I going to do? I can’t stay here. I won’t stay here now. What is there left for me in this world? I might as well go rogue and live the remainder of my life in the woods. Or perhaps if I can find a really nice
