Amelia
It felt weird, how anxious I was about talking to Becca.
I didn't know if she hated me or not for spilling the rape information like that, I didn't know how her conversation with Dad went or what was the outcome.
I sighed, we've never had this problem before. But, I need to talk to her, the fundraiser was tonight and I needed to head out now so I can set things.
Alright, deep breath and knock.
No answer.
I knocked again.
Still no answer.
“Becca?” I called entering her room.
I heard the sound of the shower as I entered the empty room, I sat on her bed waiting.
“Hey,” I said standing as she came out.
Becca nervously looked around avoiding my gaze and holding her towel tightly.
“I'm sorry. I know I shouldn't have announced it like that. I wasn't thinking straight and I was
