Liar, Liar-2

Grayson/Maniac's P.O.V.

"Yeah, well, I have to apologize," I muttered, my boots rooted to the hardwood floor.

"Have to," she halfheartedly huffed through her tears. "I'll tell them you did. So please just go."

"Why?" I asked, crossing my arms, refusing to budge from the doorway.

"Because I'm mad at you, and you don't want to be here anyway," she shot back.

I stood in silence, watching her.