EMILY'S POV.
"Mandy!" I called, getting to my feet abruptly.
She stopped, and turned around slowly, with a smile on her face.
"You can't just do that. That's ridiculous. No way. Why would I upload a drunk video and tag the Elders?" I asked, and she walked to me slowly.
"You have no other reason to do it, except the fact that I will spill your secrets. Tell me, are you that great? How did you get Lucas to sleep with you? Did you drug him? Don't tell me he actually likes you, or that you both are in a relationship."
"It's not that way."
"Then what way? You accused John of cheating, but slept with his Uncle?"
"I didn't even know he was John's Uncle, and that was after I broke up with him. I was reckless, and angry after finding Katie in his bed, and… look, I don't even need to narrate anything to you. It's none of your business."
"You think I'll believe that shit? Dream on."
"Your choice, Mandy."
