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.

years, you handed me your leftovers, your old clothes, your used

stared at her, stunned, her

your family had a hard time, so I tried to help. I'd always buy extra snacks so I could share with you. You think those were just my leftovers? And the clothes-I bought them in your size on purpose because I wanted to give

been a really good friend to me." Carolyn's voice broke, tears streaming

poor one who should be grateful for your scraps, right? You think you're so generous-but do you have any idea what people used to say about me

pretend you never heard them. You knew you

stumbled back, eyes empty, her heart heavy and

of dizziness hit her.

“Ms.

her head,

...

the police station, Carolyn's eyes were blank, her

turned to Brooklyn, who