“God fucking damn it, Jude. I don’t know, okay? Stop lying to me? Just—fuck”

He steps back, shaking his head furiously and threading a hand through his hair. He laughs once, increasingly bitter. And his ears are bright red.
“What do you expect me to –– what do I have to say for it, Lani? I told you it was my fault, okay, I wasn’t lying! I called him a jackass and he hit me and locked me in the closet, alright!”
