Rosa cleared her throat and rubbed her eyes angrily. Diazes do not cry, she reminded herself. Only they do, in situations like this, and Rosa couldn't help it - five minutes later, she was curled up in bed having given up on her paperwork, with her curtains closed, making it dark even though it was only dinner time. Even before police academy, when she'd had to harden up because she'd been bullied mercilessly, she hadn't felt as alone as she did right now. Just as she began to slip into the darkest of her thoughts, the phone rang, bringing her back down to earth. She sighed and reached over to her beside table.
"Hello," she said flatly.
"Rosa, what the hell?"
"Jake- are you okay...?"
"No i'm not okay. You and Amy-"
"Shut up. Just stop talking. Amy loves you and i don't know where these rumours have come from."
"You can't trick me like that. I thought Amy was straight anyway... have I made her feel unsafe to tell me? I'm not homophobic, why would she hide it? Just to cheat on me, and with one of my best friends too!"
"Dude I said shut up. You are losing your... your mind," Rosa said, her voice cracking at the end as the tears began to fall. Everything was falling apart.
"Are you crying?"
Rosa slammed her phone down onto the table and rolled over in bed. Why did Gina suddenly think they were together? What had Rogers said to her? Her phone beeped and she forced herself to pick it up without smashing it.
'I think me and Amy are over. You can have her.'
Rosa widened her eyes. 'Have u spoken to Rogers?' she replied.
'Yeah, while you and Amy were... you know. How did you know?'
Rosa groaned and closed her eyes, vowing to talk to Jake about this properly tomorrow. There was just one thing she needed to know now. 'Did he know things about you...'
'Things I don't know how he found out? Yes.'