Chapter 167

All the painful memories made my heart ache and burn. To be honest, I missed my father. I still loved Robert, and even though it hurt me to admit it, I missed him terribly. Not to mention my best friend. Even though Jennifer hurt me, the longing for our fun moments and traditions always came back. I didn't notice that I dropped the apple I was eating until Richard picked it up. My breath became deep and tears threatened to spill from my eyes at any moment. "Ant, leave her the hell alone..." began Richard. "Oh shut up Richard. You might want to hear this from your best friend too," snapped Anthony, emphasizing the word 'best friend.' Then he started laughing. It was sarcastic and fake. It didn't take long for Sandra's girlish laugh to turn into his. I suddenly wanted to crawl into a hole and die. I just wanted to rot and die. "Look at her. She can't even fucking stand up for herself. All she can do is sit and cry. She's so pathetic. Maybe that's why your dad chose his hot, badass wife o