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Babbling Bumbling Bonkers
"I quit," I announced and turned back to face the two beholders, watching me with concern filled eyes. "Yes. I'm quitting the job."
"Go ahead. I support you, Smurfette." Blake threw his fist in the air to exhibit his version of support, jerking his body too much in the process and yelping, his hand shooting back to the heap of gauze on his nose.
Rolling her eyes at Blake, Brooke glanced at me. "Err... you know you can't, right? You don't have a choice."
She was right, and that deflated my determination. "Ugh!" I stomped on the floor. "I hate that Montero. I hate that Dimitri. I hate everyone!"
While my best friend observed me with pity, my brother kept up his supportive hand gestures.
"How could he? After what we shared last night, I thought he was a good man, but he..."
"What did you share last night?"
I stopped, my eyes widening as I
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