Chapter 99

"No, it's not only your business! Because I thought we were best friends, because I thought we told each other everything, like how your dad is some drunk and how your mom is six feet under-" I cut her off when I throw my brush on the ground and step forward, seething with rage. "Don't you ever, ever talk about my mom. You have no right to even mention her. Not my dad either. You know nothing about them!" "Then help me understand!" Anna shouts, "For all I know, all the things you bothered to tell me could have been lies too. Were they lies, Ronnie?" I'm silent. Mainly because I'm shell shocked at the question that sounds more like an accusation. And by the tears in her eyes. That's when I know this isn't just another one of our petty fights that we'll get over.  Because Anna never cries. Never. She's always cheery and happy and forgiving. She only cries when it's about something serious or she's hurting. In this case, it's both reason