Out of control

Out of control

“Iam here to talk about Becca. She’s my best friend. I fucking miss her so much,” Tiffany said with more emotions.

“Language,” some teacher told her. She isn’t supposed to use the word ‘fucking’ in school. Tiffany acted like she didn’t notice the teacher’s warning.

“Becca’s a good girl. She isn’t supposed to end up dead. Being murdered.” Tiffany said, as some of the students laughed. For what? Good girl. She isn’t a good girl. Nope.

“Think about all the good things and memories with Becca. I know we all miss her. Without her, I feel like Iam missing one part of my soul. Living without my best friend is the most painful thing.” She continued as the students’ murmuring noise increased and most of them laughed when she said 'Good things and memories'.

“Okay. This is going out of control. But Iam feeling entertained. Don’t you?” Bianca asked Caleb, who wasn’t looking at his phone anymore.

“Out of co