"We can't be friends anymore."

Those words were like a slap in the face. I feel my voice cracking at my attempt to speak, "W-what?"

She licked her lips and glanced at something behind me for a second, and she gazes at me like before.

"I said that we can't be friends anymore."

I furrow my eyebrows and cross my arms, my heart beating unbelievably fast. "Why?"

"Because we can't, okay? We just can't! So, just drop it!" Her pretty face looked so hideous when she said that. Those words came out like venom, and like I was the disgusting creature that needed to be killed while on a hunt. My chest was swelling so tight, I was astonished as to how I was still capable of breathing.

My eyes were feeling moister that it should, and my mouth was hanging open, trying to form words and ask her to explain to why we couldn't.

"B-but...I don't understand!" I protest, taking a step towards her, "Why can't we be friends?"

She just scowls and crosses her arms tauntingly, "Because."

"Because why?" I ask softly, placing my hand on her arm like I usually would when she was upset and not herself. Usually, her expression would soften, but her expression now grew livid. She smacked my hand away and growls like a predator when they find its prey.

"Don't fucking touch me!"

I wince.

"Maddi...what's wrong?" My voice croaks once more, my tears threatening to spill once more.

"You," she sneers, "You're what's wrong."

My heart beat increases.

"You're the problem! You always were!" Her voice grows louder, "So just leave me alone! I don't need you— hell, Inever needed you to begin with, so just walk away!"

"Maddi, I—"

"SHUT UP!"

I freeze. I gulp my sob away and feel warm and fresh tears stream down my cheeks. My body was dead to me. It's like my feet were nailed to the floor, which is impossible since the floor is made of marble, but that's what it feels like. My mind was swarming with thoughts of why my best friend was doing this, and my heart was screaming in agony, not wanting my friend to walk away like this...and leave me all alone, like before.

"You get it now?" she asks like I'm stupid.

"No..." I whisper softly, too soft for her to hear.

"What was that?" she speaks with danger lingered all over her words.

"No," I say louder.

"Why! Why is it so hard for you to understand? For a nerd, I would have thought that you would get this message and understand it veryclearly, but apparently not."

"Why are you doing this?" I say, more tears streaming down my face, ignoring her previous comment completely.

Her ice blue eyes match her heart at the moment as I see hatred sparkle in them.

"Because you disgust me."

"Why do I disgust you?"

"Because you're a worthless bitch. And your fat. And ugly. You're the only thing bringing me down from being at the top of the school— and you know it. I don't want you near me...at all— nor do I want you to think that this fight will be made up later on, because it won't," she licks her lips and glares at me even harder, "Ariella Vuttonni...you're dead to me."

And then she walks away, not giving me a second glance.

I stand here, looking like an absolute fool— actually, an even bigger one. I should've known that this would've happened. I should have paid attention.

My tears are still rolling down my face, and my head is dropped down, my eyes closed while I sob silently.

I hear laughter from the back of the room, and since I'm already stripped of all my dignity, I raise my head and turn to look at the source of the laughter and see the populars— and Maddi.