"That isn't an excuse," Megan said angrily. "It's thoughtless people like you that make other people hate themselves so much they would rather die than live another day in the hell you put them through.
"The people that pushed my friend Cherie to the edge were young too. She was only fifteen and had her whole life ahead of her but couldn't take the pressure anymore. 'Sorry' won't bring her back or undo all the hurt you caused Jonah. So don't say sorry to make yourself feel better."
Mindy ran off crying to the bathroom, which rather awkwardly left only three people at the table. Blake looked like he would rather be anywhere else but at this point all of the other tables were full.
"…did you have to be so harsh?" he asked quietly.
"Reality is harsh," Megan shot back. "Maybe now she'll think before she speaks."
