Damon
“Molly, woah! Slow down. I can’t make out a single word you are on about,” I demanded as I stared at my screen. I had just gotten home after a long day and Molly had video called me. Hysterical. I couldn’t make out what was going on, but she looked terrible.
“I’m so sorry,” Molly said as she wiped her face. I wasn’t sure why she was crying, but I would murder the one who had made her cry.
“No need to apologize. Just start again…slowly,” I said, and she nodded. Molly took a deep breath, and I waited for her to tell me what was going on.
“I got into a fight with Vanessa,” she said, and I frowned. “I…I haven’t been a very good friend…to either of you,”
“What?” I asked. I was so confused. What was she talking about?
“When you two were just f*****g around, I knew it was just a flin
