Feral's P.O.V.
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~ Several days later ~
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This sh.it has been torture. It's been fu.cking weeks of the silent treatment. If you can even call it that. Naddy's just acting like I don't exist. Even in front of everyone. Just the other day, I tried to talk to her while she was sitting at a table with Ty, and she asked him if the clubhouse was haunted because she kept feeling creepy eyes on her.
Me. She was talking about me.
I have no idea how to make that girl talk to me.
Part of me just wants to tell War and get it over with. I don't want him to hate me, but this sh.it is eating away at me now. I have a feeling the truth is going to accidentally come out one of these days. I'd rather tell War face-to-face than accident
