"Look, Jess. It's not that I don't like you-"
"You like him." It broke Wendy's heart to see Jessie's usually cheery and teasing eyes so cold and empty.
"You know that's not it. "
"But you're not denying it." Jessie interrupted again.
"You're right, I'm not. Nor am I denying the fact that not all of us are going to survive!" Jessie was quiet and a long pause lay heavy in the air. Will shifted his gaze uncomfortably between his sister and his friend. Wendy tried to take Jessie's hand, but he pulled it away.
"You like him." He repeated, breaking the silence. Wendy slapped him and left a mark that turned as red as Jessie's hair.
"Could you stop being an insecure hot Cheeto for one minute! I love you too! I love you as much as I love him, but I'm not going to choose! If something happened to any of us, it would crush me! Getting... attached like that," Wendy paused and looked down at her tears as they hit the ground, "Would only make things worse."
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