“I do care.”
“Fuck you. You heard what that psycho whore said and now you think I like you. I don’t.”

“I’m not thinking anything along those lines.”
“You’re probably already trying to figure out a way to use it against me. Fucking hate people like you. Manipulative, two faced-”
Hmm. I wonder what Bitch thinks of Tattletale, besides “talks too much”.
Meanwhile, Taylor probably won’t like being described like this, but she might recognize why Bitch would see her that way.
“Hey!” I shouted, cutting her off. Sirius growled at me.
Bitch brandished my own knife, pointing it at me. “Do you know how much fucking simpler my life gets if I get rid of you?”
“Uh… Maybe simpler isn’t that great…?”
I’m not sure that “simpler” is just because Taylor creates external problems for her.
“It doesn’t. You might get the Nine off your case for a few days, but you’d be facing every test after that all on your own. Believe it or not, I’m on your side. I want to help you through this mess.”
Taylor, I don’t think she was talking about the Nine at all.
“Don’t bother. Go, leave.” The knife didn’t waver.
…is Taylor ever going to get that knife back?
“I’m not going anywhere unless you’re coming with me.”
“Getting cocky because you think I can’t cut you. Don’t forget that you can be chewed.”
I don’t think it’s so much that she thinks you “can’t” as that she thinks you “won’t”.
It’s a risk, though.