Friends

Sango is with me in the bathroom. The tension in the room is so thick you could cut it with a butcher knife. Sango is reclaiming her French heritage by hanging out with the foreign-exchange students. After three weeks of school, she can swear in French. She wears black stalks with runs. Man she doesn't even shave under her arms. That's disgusting.

I can't believe she was my best friend.

I'm in the bathroom, trying to fix my hair how Kagura liked it. She's smudging her mascara all over her face. She looks like a one way train to hell. I think she's doing that to look exhausted and wanton. I decided to be nice.

Me: "Hey."

Sango: "Mmm."

She's being such a bitch right now! I've done nothing to her! I haven't said anything mean, rude, or crude to her what's so ever!

Me: "How's it going?"

Sango: "Eh…Fine."

I roll my eyes, she's acting conceded…as always. Why can't I have a normal ex-best friend, you know. The one that will say 'Hi!' have small talk and be done! But noooo! I had to have an ass for an ex-best friend!

I slam my hands down on the counter. "What the hell's your problem!" I yelled. She looks shell shocked. Then her façade came back. "I have no idea what your talking about. Now if you excuse me." I blocked her way as she tried to leave. "No! Your gonna answer my damn question! What the fucks your problem!" I hissed.

Sango looks at me with angry eyes. "What's my problem! What's your problem! You're the one that has turned from a cool girl, to a complete and utter freak! Calling the cops at someones else's party when nothing was wrong is the most-"

That was it. I hit her. I punch her in the jaw. "Who do you think you are? Do you think your God? Do you think your special? News flash sweet heart! Your no more special, then I'm a freak! I had a damn good reason to call the police! I. Was. Raped. Do you even care about that part! Now that you know, tell me something? Does it make you feel good? Does it make you feel good to know that I was hurt! Are you happy that you finally got me to cry! Are you happy that you finally broke me!" By the time I was finished Kagura was in there, glaring daggers at Sango, while trying to comfort me.

"I hate you." I whisper quietly. "I FUCKING HATE YOU!" I scream at the top of my lungs. The tears won't stop. My throat is sore. It hurts. It hurts so fucking bad. I hate my fucking life. I really do.

I run out, Kagura yelling after me. I left Sango of the bathroom floor, Smudged mascara, nursing a blackening cheek, with tears in her eyes. I didn't know what she was crying about. Was it the fact that I punched her, or the fact of what I said. I didn't know, and really didn't care.

All I know is…it felt damn good to get that off my chest.

I'm very happy.