Onew P.O.V:

"I love raspberry ice tea!" Rachel yelled when she saw it in the cafe. Rachel and I went on a date this morning. We didn't know where to go, so we just went to our favorite cafe. "Okay, raspberry ice tea for the lady, and I'll have a caramel mocha" I said. Rachel rolled her eyes, as if she was saying "of course" in her head. What? I love caramel mocha! After that, we sat outside the cafe. "Are you happy we got out of that wreched dorm? It was driving me nuts!" I said laughing. I was hoping it made her feel better. "...Yeah" she said with hesitation. I was a little caught off guard with her answer. So I sat in silence and let her drink her ice tea, because she seemed really thirsty.... "I know it isn't an ideal topic, but was it easy for you to... You know.. Cut?" I asked in more of a whisper. "I don't want to talk about it" she snapped at me. Whoa, she really sounded serious, but I was super curious. "I was just asking" I said under my breath. "I don't WANT to talk about it!" She yelled, putting emphasize on "want". I was starting to get scared while my cheeks started burning with frustration

Rachel P.O.V

"I don't want to talk about it" I told him incredibly shortly after he asked. It was like a defense technique. But when I asked, I was shocked. I thought he took me out to help me take my mind off of it, not ask me more questions. WTF? "I was just asking" he whined quietly. This is really annoying me. "I don't want to talk about it!" I emphasized on the "want" a little. I don't know why, but Onew's face started to turn red. I got a little frightened, but I stood my ground. .

Silence...

"What made you feel like starting to cut?" he says out of no where

"WHAT?!?!?!"

What did I just say?! Is he DEAF?!

Onew P.O.V:

The way she yelled at me made me feel like shouting back. But I didn't know what to say. Of course I wasn't gunna yell at her! I thought... And thought... And thought. I made her mad, What do I say? Then I blurt out "What made you feel like starting to cut?" "WHAT!?!?" She shrieks back at me. People began to stare. What did I just do? I didn't mean it! "I-I'm sorry, I j-just-" I try to explain at first. "Did I not just say I didn't want to talk to you or anyone else about it?!" she continued on "It might be easy for you to talk about it, but my life has been a living hell in the past few years!~ DO YOU KNOW HOW THAT FEELS?!?!?!" She screamed in my face. trembling with sadness and anger. She looked like she was ready to deck me when she stood up. Her hands in fists, her face bright red, her eyes a stone grey color. I backed up in my chair and, out of instinct, threw my arm in front of my face to defend myself. I had my eyes closed, waiting for her to swing at me, but only heard a sniffling noise, like someone had a stuffed nose. I looked up, Rachel was still there, except all the burning red in her cheeks went to her little cute button nose, tears streaming down her face. The lips, that I wanted to kiss so bad, were shaking, along with her whole body. She released her fists, and her stone cold eyes turned to her foresty green color. "I'm sorry" she whispered. I blinked and she was gone. I look behind me to see her running away. I felt compelled to chase after her, but she was in too much pain as it was. I sat back in my chair at the table. Two or three people still watched my as I cry, My face in my palms. How could I let this happen?

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