ameliahunter:
“Azra, no one gives a fuck about you, okay? Not everything is about you. I doubt we’re all out to get you.” It came out much harsher than she’d desired, so she took a few moments to calm her nerves before walking over to the other girl and placing her hands on her shoulders, looking Azra in the eyes. “This is literally not about rent or anything like that. I could take care of your part if I really needed to… it just would mean I couldn’t go shoe shopping as much as I would like to. This is about me and you.. us. I don’t want you feeling like you need to run when you’re going through a hard time. I want you to be able to trust me and feel like you can talk to me..”
Azra couldn’t fault Amelia for her bluntness. After all, she was right. Even Azra knew that if people hated her that it meant somewhere they still cared. No one really cared about her. Whether she was here or somewhere else, it didn’t matter to these people. Didn’t really matter to anyone. She was ready to grab her bag and leave, not wanting to have this conversation or any conversation really, when she was stopped. Suddenly face to face with her roommate. “No offense Amelia, but I would rather drown in a bathtub full of spiders than sit here and talk about what I’m going through.” That was an understatement, to say the least. “You’re a sweet girl, ya don’t need me.” She paused, cracking a half smile, “Like ya said, no one gives a fuck about me. Don’t have to pretend you’re not part of that no one.” Pulling away from the physical contact, she picked up her bag and threw it over her shoulder, “I ain’t mad at ya. Just... don’t wanna be here.”











