You sure you won't come?' she asks. She always asks when she's going out with Drew. But I won't subject myself to that, even to be close to her. Drew pulls into the driveway and saves me from having to answer.
'Nice boots. I like it. Maybe I'll let you keep those on.'
She flips him off but it means nothing.
'You should come,' he says to me. 'I can hook you up.'
'Hook yourself up. I'm good.'
'Yeah, we know.' He looks at Nastya. 'I'm good, too. I have my own personal Sunshine to keep me warm.'
Something in me snaps with that. He goes out with her; he touches her; he says shit no one should be allowed to get away with to her. But he cannot call her Sunshine. I'm nailing a board down over my anger so I don't blow up. They'll be out of here in a minute and it'll be over. I wish they'd get out of here now.
'Call me Sunshine again, and I will murder you, cocksucker.

Autore: Katja Millay