Girl Get Rid Of That Jerk by Melissa Johns

"I wouldn't drop the charges, not in a million years. I'm not some saint. After what

you did to me, you really think I'd just let it go? Keep dreaming."

She'd been drugged.

Six men had attacked her-violated her-and they'd even recorded it.

It was sick. Unforgivable.

Carolyn shook with anger, her whole body trembling. She'd never thought the woman she called her best friend would actually help hurt her like this.

When Carolyn made it clear she wasn't backing down, Cindy-still on her knees- suddenly stopped. She snapped her head up, her eyes cold and full of hate.

"Can't drop the case, huh?" Cindy's face twisted, nothing like the scared, pitiful girl from a minute ago.

were burning, her voice sharp. “Did you ever really see me as a friend? All these years, you handed me your leftovers, your old clothes, your used purses and makeup. What did you take me for?

stunned, her brows

were just my leftovers? And the clothes-I bought them in your size on purpose because I wanted to give you something new.

good friend to me." Carolyn's voice broke, tears streaming down her cheeks. "I never thought you'd see my kindness this

rest, Carolyn. You're the rich girl, and I'm the poor one who should be grateful for

you look better. Don't pretend you never heard them. You knew you liked it, didn't you? Having

eyes empty, her

wave of dizziness hit her. She

her. “Ms. Witt,

shook her head, looking

...

were blank, her face

the car, then turned to Brooklyn, who was already in