"I wanted to be with you, not him! I was willing to give up everything to just be with you, but it never mattered. You were never going to come back in that way! I was just happy to have you as a friend, though!" Alisa's fists were shaking more. "And what other friend slots are there? There are friends, and there are enemies!"

She took a deep breath, trying desperately to calm down. Ryan hit her everywhere that hurt. Every part of her inside that was open and festering took a blow. She looked flustered when he brought up how she changed her eyes and wanted to be an actress.


"Fine, Ryan. You got me. I'm an emotionally stunted teenager. I cannot do anything "nice", just wrong. Really wrong." There was no frown on her face, no smile. "I am incapable of seeing things the way you do. I hurt easily, and when I do I act like a wounded beast. EVERYTHING is black and white with no shades of grey in between!"

This was all just humiliating and she realized she made a total ass out of herself, making that hurt inside of her even worse.

"I DID want to be an actress, I always have. I gave up after I received some sage advice that I should go back to doing what I do best. To stop being something I am obviously not and can never be." Her voice was low, now. "Apparently what I am good at is screwing everything up and being the embodiment of chaos in someone's life, much less my own."