Just as I finished my sentence, the door slid open. A girl's head poked out.

"You... You aren't welcomed," I said shakily. I wasn't keen on fighting with someone right after a flashback.

Beth nodded, as if she understood my anger.

She could never.

"Hey, Bianca. I just wanted to say I'm sorry. I'm sorry for being so mean and horrible to you all this time. I- I guess I got carried away.
I was so intent on being friends with Charlotte and dating Ray, I forgot my priorities. I teamed up with Charlotte to hurt you, and I know it wasn't right. I really don't know what to say. I'm really sorry, Bianca. I didn't think this would happen to you. I didn't think my actions would've caused you to be in this state. I'm honestly so sorry, Bianca. I feel so bad, you don't even know-"

"Good," I said. Beth looked at me in shock.

"Good.. what?"

"Good. I want you to feel bad. What you feel now isn't even one tenth of what I'm feeling. Do you know how it felt like? To think you've finally found friends. To think that things might actually change. To think life was getting better for once but for all of it to come crashing down because of what you, Ray and Charlotte did. You may feel bad, Beth, but do not think that just because you're apologising, it means things are okay now. Because as far as I know, your apology can't make up for the amount of despair I'm feeling. It will never make up for the pain you put me through emotionally, mentally and even physically."

The room went silent for a while.

I turned to Mum.

"Mum, can we visit Zoe now? I don't want to waste time," I said, ignoring Beth.

"Who's Zoe?" Beth blurted out. I glared at her.

"None of your business," I snapped.

Beth huffed.

"What was that for?!" I snarled.

"You keep complaining about how you're sooo lonely but you have this Zoe girl, don't you? Why can't you be grateful that I'm apologising? Fine, whatever. Go run along to Zoe-"

"I can't," I replied, my voice laced with pain and anger.

"What? You can't what?" Beth asked, sounding annoyed.

I felt a rush of emotions, but I ignored it. I looked at Beth straight in the eye.

"I can't "run along to Zoe". She died when I was eight. She's my dead sister," I mumbled.

Beth's eyes widened.

"Y-you never told me-"

"And I didn't plan on telling you! What, you think just because we've been "friends" for a few days that means I have to tell you everything?! I'm sorry, Beth, that's just not how things work."

Mum looked at me pointedly.

"Bianca, no matter how much you hate her, be polite," Mum scolded me.

Beth stared at me with hurt in her eyes.

"Now you're the one upset?! Really?" I scoffed.

"I'm sorry, Bianca. I already said my apology! I understand if you don't accept it but that doesn't mean you can be rude!" Beth shouted.

"Me?! I'm rude? What about you?!" I roared.

"I know what I did! And I'm sorry!" Beth shouted.

"Doesn't sound like it," I grumbled.

"Well then, what do you want me to do?!" Beth screamed.

"Leave."

Beth threw up her arms in frustration.

"Fine, I will. But let me remind you, Bianca. I am sorry. I really am. Come to me when you're not upset."

And with that, Beth left the room.

I picked up Charlotte's charm bracelet and clasped it on my wrist, not caring who it had come from.

The charm bracelet was a sign of the misery and pain those three had put me through.

And it was also a sign that I survived it.

Barely.

"Let's visit Zoe now."