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Rosie wants to keep walking when she hears the quiet sob, but her curiosity gets the better of her and she follows the sound until she finds its source. Once she sees it’s her sister, she only hesitates for a second before crouching down in front of her. “Betty?”
"G-Go away, Rosie," she chokes out, a little louder than she intended.
"You know I can’t do anything. I have no power over you in any sense other than intelligence."
"Then don't act like I'm gonna get in trouble." She cracks her knuckles absentmindedly before examining her nails, obviously not all that engaged in the conversation anymore. "All is fair in love and war anyway, right? And, honestly, I've stolen more for less."
Macey sighs and hugs Betty a little tighter. Julian’s response didn’t surprise her, but seeing her little sister so upset hit a nerve. “I…I wish I could tell you that he doesn’t hate us and that he’ll be himself again soon, but, I don’t think he will. He’s in a really, really bad place right now. The only person he should be blaming is me. I’m the one who fucked him over. But because you guys all aren’t on his side either, he’s taking it out on the whole cabin. And it sucks.”
"He's so st-stupid," she mutters, her breathing slowly starting to go back to normal.
Rory was walking with a small group of campers, carrying clothes and other items from a store farther back from where the main base camp set up was located in case anyone needed anything over the next few hours. Noticing Betty hurry off in the opposite direction, she passed her small pile off to one of the campers with her before following after Betty, keeping some distance between them as she watched the other girl slide down onto the floor. ”Betty?”
Not recognizing the voice immediately, Betty doesn't bother to look up and see who was talking to her. Instead, she curls up more before raising her voice slightly and letting out a muffled, "Fuck off!"
"What happened."
"I backed Macey up with getting Julian's cabin counselor position removed until he got his drug issue under control and then Brent took his stash and hid it and he hates me now. He hates the whole cabin."
He keeps his arms wrapped around her. “How’ve you been?”
She closes her eyes, moving her head to rest on his shoulder. "Shitty. You?"
She frowns, “What happened?”
"Hey says that he hates me...or all of us, I don't know. And we ruined his life and he doesn't want anything to do with us anymore." She pauses, hiccuping a little bit. "I told him that I wanted him to get better...that we all did and he didn't care, Mace."
When he sees Betty, he speeds up his pace. He whistles, grabbing her attention before dropping his weapon and filling the space between them and pulling her into a hug. “Hey.”
Betty wraps her arms around Pat, hugging him back tightly. "Hi."
Betty shoves her hands in the pockets of her hoodie, pulling it closer to herself as she exits the building carefully. She looks a bit of a mess with her hair sloppily pulled up and her eyes have some makeup smears from all the crying she had been doing previously. She looks around, waiting for Pat to show himself.
patrick‣betty
Pat: just do it
Pat: also hurry
Betty: Whatever. I'll be out in a minute.
patrick‣betty
Pat: hey go outside
Betty: Why?
She nods. “Make sense and I will. Just maybe not right now? I mean it’s important of course, but not top priority with everything going on at the moment. He’s a jackass and he’ll hear it too, but he’s a jackass that can wait.”
Betty smiles a little bit, "Perfect. How are you besides the mega-douche issue you got going on?"
"Hey—" Like an unexpected reflex and very unlike herself, Macey moves next to Betty and puts an arm around her shoulders, concern etched into her face. "What’s wrong?"
Betty rests her head on Macey's shoulder, hiccuping as she tries to calm down again. This time, she manages to get herself under control enough to answer. Huddling a little bit closer to her older sister, she replies quietly. "I ran into J-Jules."
Macey is exploring the building when she notices her sister curled up against a wall. Her pace quickens and she squats down in front of her. “Betty?”
Betty sniffles, trying to stop the tears and lifts her head slightly to look at her sister. As much effort as she puts into the idea of making herself stop crying, she can't seem to manage it and her eyes are red along with the blotches on her face. She opens her mouth like she's going to say something, but another little sob comes forward and she curls up more.
Rebecca sees Betty pass by her, looking rather upset, so she follows her, leaning against the wall as she looks down at her. “Hey, what’s wrong?”
She looks up at Rebecca, not bothering to attempt to make herself look less upset. "I just-- My brother hates me and I didn't mean to hurt him or ruin his life like he said...I, we wanted him to get better," her voice trails off.
"Bullshit. What’s wrong?" He kneels down in front of her.
She still doesn't look at him, "I fucked up."
She nods. “Yeah, a fucking pig is exactly what he is. He won’t stop calling to apologize now.”
"You just have to be straight with him. Tell him that you accept his apology, but you still don't want to talk to him. If he doesn't stop, block his number."
