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VICTORIA KNOCKED ON ROSIE'S BEDROOM DOOR. She didn't know what else to do since she hadnt come out since Victoria had gotten home. She sighs as she opens it a crack, glad she hadnt put a lock on it like Rosie had wanted. She notices her sister just laying on her bed, scrolling through her phone. "I made some breakfast if you want to come out and eat." She suggests with a small smile but it doesn't last long as she receives no answer.
She didn't blame Rosie for being mad, she just wanted to talk. "Rosie, can you please talk to me." Victoria pleads as she leans against the door frame. Rosie moves her eyes to her, a glare set on her face.
"Why should I?" Rosie asks her which honestly Victoria was glad for since at least she was saying something.
"I know I left suddenly--"
"You didn't even say goodbye." She snaps harshly. Rosie would feel different if Victoria had explained what was going on but she didn't. She was just suddenly being picked up by Bobby and brought to their house.
"And I promise you, it had nothing to do with you." Victoria denies, not wanting her to think It had anything to do with her or raising her because Victoria didn't regret that that in the slightest.
"Saying that doesn't make it all better." Rosie retorts and Victoria slowly makes her way over to the bed, sitting on the edge of it. "Why were you in Chicago? Why couldn't I go with you?" She asks, genuinely just wanting to understand what was going on.
"Because it was something I had to do on my own." Victoria admits and Rosie could see the pain that had formed in her sisters eyes.
"Did you visit Anthony's grave? Shays?"
"I was too much of a coward to even show my face at the firehouse." She mutters, feeling so pissed off with herself.
"Then why did you go?" Rosie asks but Victoria seemed hesitant to say anything. "Vic, im your sister. I know you think you need to protect me from everything but who protects you?" She questions as she moves closer to Victoria, taking her hand. "Please talk to me." She pleads, wanting to be let in on whatever pain Victoria seemed to be keeping to herself.
"I-i.." Victoria clears her throat, sniffling a bit. "I um..." She closes her eyes for a second, taking a deep breath. "After shays death, I was feeling very down, I felt like nothing mattered anymore, that everyone else was just going... like everything I ever knew was just going to fade away." She starts to explain and Rosie watches her intently. "I felt like I was suffocating every single day." Victoria admits and Rosie felt her heart break a little bit.
