Things had only gotten worse.
Why did Rose care so much? Why did she care?
Dodie broke her. Rose realized something whilst she was at a stalemate with her friend.
Rose loved Dodie.
Tiptoeing around conversation, tearstained pillows, cigarette ashes, crying, long sleeves, and littered water bottles around her room.
It wasn't just this that threw her over the edge, truth be told, Rose had been broken for awhile. But how would Dodie have known that? Rose had become too good at hiding it all.
A soft knock interrupted the lavender hues thoughts. Dodie.
"Hey."
Silence.
"I'm sorry. I was drunk. I dont even know the guy. I'm sorry. I didn't think you'd care so much."
Rose stood up, confused.
"You didnt think I'd care?"
Dodie's face turned cold and solemn.
"Not many people do."
Roses face softened and soon the girls were both in a tearful embrace.
Reconnection isn't always ideal, but when it happens, it is good.
