"Whatever, dumb*ss. I'm going to sleep." I walk towards my bed and climb in the covers. I take my bracelet off for the first time and set it on the table beside me. "There's room in the bed. Want to keep me warm?" I ask teasingly.
"I... I... don't know what I was thinking. I felt like I lacked a purpose and coming here gave me one but when I saw how it affected you... It broke me. Ask the others. They almost forced me to take depression pills. You're not the only one who suffered." I say bitterly.
"You didn't have fake your death, though! Why the hell would you put everyone through that, Sage?! There's no other way you could've done it?! Maybe fake a runaway, or a kidnapping, or even just say you're going on f**king vacation?! Why did you fake your death?!" I realize that I've been yelling at her and look down.
I grab her shoulder. "Listen, Sage, I'm sorry for that. But I just want some answers. Please. You know I'm glad you're alive, but I need to know why this was even necessary in the first place..." I blink back tears. She's been alive this whole time and all I've done is hurt her. Awesome.
"I..." I'm surprised that she's still open to that idea after THAT. "Sure." I smile weakly and get under the covers next to her. I hug her, probably a little too tightly. I fall asleep within minutes.