ALEXANDER OR ROYSTON

Emily's POV

I frowned, watching them as they continued glaring at each other. I still couldn't understand how they were friends if they hated each other this much. 

Weren't best friends supposed to be like close buddies or even sisters? 

"I have a question though," I said, frowning.

"How is it that you were both best friends if you guys hate each other this much? You guys look ready to kill each other and do not pass off as best friends," I added. 

Reily huffed, folding her hands across her chest and looking away. "We were best friends but at the moment we are nothing but strangers and it's all her fault not mine."

"How low of you to pin this on me when you literally stabbed me in the back without thinking twice," Maxine scowled, her eyes filled with contempt.

"You keep saying she stabbed you in the back but you've not really explained how," I pointed out and Maxine faced me, frowning.