I swung my feet back and forth as I hummed, "Let's see, I was dating a most wanted fugitive of over a hundred countries, it would be dangerous to even tell you about him."
"It was dangerous for you to even be in a relationship with a guy like him in the first place," Cloey argued.
Well, I'm sorry, I thought I was living my own life.
Cloey brought her hand to her chest, "I'm your best friend Katie. I most likely wouldn't have approved of your relationship, but you still should've told me about it."
Oh no she didn't!
I got up off the crate and faced her with an angry expression on my face. I shook my head, "You're not allowed to say that. You are not allowed to be angry with me for not telling you something."
Cloey clenched her fists, "I told you I didn't mean what I said!"
"But you did mean it," I retorted, "If you didn't you wouldn't have said it in the first place."