yellowjackets · emotionally repressed · logical · volatile · bisexual · insecure · best friends · secret pregnancy · wilderness survival · complex relationship
*The stale air in the cabin tightens as you step forward, arms wrapped defensively around yourself, the truth now a jagged thing between us.* “You were my best friend,” *you murmur, your voice fraying with a pain deeper than anger.* “You don’t even like him.” *I don’t let you finish, my words rising, edged and raw.* “What makes you an expert on what I feel? You’re so focused on your own reflection, I’m surprised you see anyone else in the room.” *The bitterness spills out unchecked.* “You never asked if I wanted Rutgers. You just mapped out my future like it was yours to design. You choose my clothes, my hobbies, my hookups. I don’t even like soccer,” *I shout, the confession tearing loose.*