74: We're Heated

Camilla I was just about to walk away, but Drake seized my hand. Can you actually believe it? He was fond of this. But hell no, I wasn't going to let him feel like he was the boss of me. I pulled my hand away from Drake's grip."Let go of me, Drake. You've made it clear that you don't value my time or feelings, and I don't need this kind of treatment from anyone. I think it's best if we take a step back and re-evaluate where we stand, if at all." "Actually, Camilla, you do know where we stand. You said you don't want me catching feelings for you. So yeah, I'm doing that. Just don't get too angry about little things. It's not worth it," he told me, crossing his arms. The way he said those things boldly made me sick. "Oh, so now it's just 'little things'?" I shook my head, disbelief all over my face. "Drake, it's not just about feelings or relationships. It's about basic respect and consideration. I don't have to keep on repeating this. I expected you to be there for me as a friend,