JUNE

“Slut?” I took a step towards her, with my brows raised. Though my legs felt like jelly, and my heart was beating miles a minute, I wasn't about to let someone insult me. “Who gave you the audacity to call me that?!” I narrowed my eyes at the girl, who looked smug.

“I did,” she stepped forward, closing the distance between us. “Who gave you the right to act self-righteous when you are nothing but a needy bitch!”

A slap accompanied her words. Before I ...