Prove him wrong? Only friends because of Thomas? All her fault? Why--- how she could have possibly upset him this much all this time to deserve these words was unbearable. She-- she did not think any of these things, none of them, and to hear them so candidly from him was difficult to swallow. How-- they weren't true, he misunderstood.
"Why are you saying these things!" Rose cried, releasing her hands down to her sides, feeling a deep burning sensation forming in her stomach. He-- didn't her understand how hurtful he was being? She would never do this to him. "Not-- not everything is my fault," she wailed, her legs, and therefore her feet, beginning to wobble. Her vision was hazy, but the need to at least, however pitifully, defend herself kept her stirred at attention.
"I don't--- I don't do that!" she sobbed loudly, flailing her arms as she spoke. "I don't--- I don't do those things!" What more could she say? What did he want from her? Was he mad? Was he jealous? It didn't--- Rose didn't understand where this was coming from. Why, why?
"It's--- it's not okay that you-- you--- treat me-- like--" Rose said randomly, swinging one arm to wrap around her own torso. Her tears continued to fall, and it proved difficult to say much else as her mind focused on that Kendall didn't see their friendship as they meaningful way she did. He was important to her. If he truly didn't, then... was she losing a friend tonight?
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