"She doesn't even like you."

I don't know what compelled me to say that. I honestly wasn't trying to get Cara killed. Cara despite being a bit too clingy had actually grown to be a good friend to me.

It was more of the feeling of being ignored, and the wound of being disposed of and replaced that caused me to exclaim the statement as Jane passed me in the corridor pretending I didn't even exist like she usually did. I wanted to hurt even if it meant doing it in a petty manner and throwing my new friend under the bus.

I swiftly turned around. "She told me herself."

Jane stopped her walk but didn't turn around to face me.

I wanted to see her face, to see if it held any emotion. I doubted it since for all the time I knew her, her face usually held a black expression and nothing more. But still, I wanted to know.

"As if I care." I heard her say, before walking off.

Cara visited me that evening with a sorrowful expression on her face.

"Jane-" She crooked out as she entered my room.

I fought the urge to roll my eyes as I shut the door.

I was annoyed. At myself, at Jane, at Cara thinking it was a good idea to come to me for solace. At this whole fucked up situation.

"I think she doesn't want me anymore." She settled melodramatic on the couch, she often sat on when she visits me.

"Shouldn't you be happy?" I walked towards my bed.

She looked at me incredulously. "Now she hates me."

She probably hated you before. Nothing changed. Of course, I did say that out loud. "Jane hates most people. Welcome to the club."

"I was just so sudden and random." She continued. "It might have been something I did." She looked to me, seemingly for approval, or hoping that I would verify that she didn't do anything wrong.

I did neither, just shrugging my shoulders.

I hated myself for asking the next question, but the curiosity was too much to bear. "Were you even into her like that?"

She stared at me with deer eyes.

I sighed, annoyed that Cara was too dense to understand my subtlety.

"Are you into girls?" I clarified.

She shrugged while twirling her fingers nervously, before saying "I'm into boys more, but Jane was convincing- and pretty."

She still didn't share about how she got into this situation with Jane, but the things she said made it seems that Jane approached her and not the other way around, which was the opposite of how I got into my situation with Jane.