A bitter laugh escapes her. “i didnt text you thats the excuse you are going with?”
“its not an excuse,.”
“Because it sounds like one.”
“You know me.” My voice cracks. “You know I would never-”
“I don’t know anything right now!” she fires back, voice breaking in the middle of the sentence.that break hurts more than the yelling,.
i take a step toward her but she lifts a hand like she needs distance like my movement alone is something she has to defend herself from,.the space between us becomes something jagged,.
“Taylor…” My chest feels too tight. “I swear–““Why were you even in my room?” she demands. ” to see if your up here because as I said you text me saying you wanted to see me.”
she shakes her head confused eyebrows pulling tight. “no i didnt.”
you sent me a message.”
she stares at me disbelief clouding every part of her face. “Aiden…i didnt text you.”
yes you did,“i insist pulling out my phone with trembling hands. ” you said you needed to talk.You said please. Why would I lie about that?”
Her breath catches. “I didn’t. I never-” Her voice softens to a wounded whisper. ” i didnt send anything,.”
the anger the defensiveness the confusion they all collide at once inside the room turning the air thick and hot,.
we fall into a full argument voices rising like we’re trying to force clarity out of chaos,.
“you dont trust me, “i snap pacing once because i cant stand still with all this heat under my skin. “after everything we have been through you think i would sneak around with your sister?”
“i walked in-“she gestures wildly at the empty air as if reenacting the scene will help her breathe.“To find you and Ruby and–and-”
“That wasn’t me!” My voice pushes out sharp, desperate. “She planned this. she literally jumped on me before i could even blink.”
why would she do that?” Taylor shouts.“i dont know!“the room feels too small. Too loud.the words start overlapping bouncing off walls that feel closer by the second,.
“everything was fine this morning, “i say softer now voice shaking. “i came here because i thought-“i stop myself before the words slip.before i admit what i planned to tell her. “I came here for you.”
“You walked into my room,” she says, tears glassing her eyes. “And she was all over you. And you expect me not to think-”
“i expect you to believe me,.”
she takes a slow step back like every sentence i say pushes her farther from where she used to stand with me.,
we stand there in the wreckage of her room.the sunlight spills across the carpet like its trying to soften the moment but it cant.The air still feels sharp. the smell of her perfume mixes with the faint cold breeze from the window,.
it feels like we are standing in the exact middle of a disaster one Ruby lit the match for,.Taylor exhales through her nose shaking her head like she cant believe her own sister did this.her voice drops into a pained whisper,.
“She really wanted me to see that.”
“And she wanted me to take the blame.”
Her eyes meet mine.
For the first time since she walked in, something fragile and human passes through them–a quiet, exhausted understanding.
Not forgiveness.
Not yet.
But truth.
we stare at each other breathing slow surrounded by the aftermath of something that could have destroyed everything,.Something Ruby planned with frightening precision.
And now that the pieces are finally settling, we both see exactly who struck the match.

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