She bites her lip a little, looking pensive before patting my cheek and trying to cool down my obvious distress.
“Maybe Dane is trying to reinforce the message he doesn’t like you in a very immature way…… You two were definitely weird yesterday, and with the kitchen thing, this feels a lot like Dane giving you a huge F you.”
“I don’t understand what you are saying.” I turn to her, releasing my grip and wiping my eyes, sniffing back the onslaught and able to control it before I actually cry. I am so beyond mad that I'm shaking all over with adrenaline. I would punch him in the face if I had him here right now.
“He is scared you like him, so he’s making sure you won’t.”