"You can't do that!" I snapped into my phone, pacing the length of my room. My blood was boiling, and I couldn't believe Ethan was being such a jerk.
""I can do whatever I want,"" Ethan snapped back, his tone as cold and sharp as a knife. God, he's such a hateful bitch!
"But you've been hogging Kyle all to yourself all week! No! I want to see my bestie! I won't let you!" I demanded. Who the hell did he think he was? "Why do you get to go off and have fun by yourselves? Let me and Oliver come too! You little shit!"
""Give me the phone! Ethan!"" I heard Kyle say in the background, his voice muffled but clearly frustrated.
""No!"" Ethan snapped, refusing to hand it over.
"Give him the phone, asshole!" I yelled, my temper flaring even more.
Finally, I heard Kyle's voice. ""Coraline?""
"You bitch!" I spat out, letting the anger pour through the receiver. "Don't you feel bad leaving me out like this? What are you two doing?"
