"I can explain-" she whispered.
"Explain what?" I shrieked "Explain how you betrayed me? Sold me out while pretending to be my friend? So, go ahead. Explain. I'm waiting"
Rachel opened her mouth, but only a stammer came out. Her hands fidgeted at her sides, her eyes wide with panic as if she could somehow will herself out of this.
“I... I didn’t mean—” she started, but I cut her off with a sharp laugh that came out more like a sob.
“You didn’t mean what?” I demanded. “Didn’t mean to betray me? Didn’t mean to pretend to be my friend while you stabbed me in the back? I’ve done nothing but love you, Rachel. You were my best friend. Why would you do this to me?”
For a moment, Rachel’s face softened, like she might actually feel bad. But then something shifted in her eyes. A hardness se
