Rose could feel that Ash was a bit hurt from the lack of hug she got. She was hugged by her friend sure, but a sense of coldness could be felt. She could feel her heart slightly break as her friends words cut through her like a knife. She had tried to send letters, or call but every time a letter was sent out, her father found it and threw it away. Every call that was attempted, her father took the phone away. She stood with her back to her friend, staring blankly at the doorway, tears softly flowed down her cheeks as she took in a sharp breathe.<br/><br/>She could tell that Ash had been through a lot when she had left. She could tell that her friend was angry with her, and she felt horrible for that. When asked what kind of art she made, she stayed silent. She didn't want to talk as she silently cried because of the cold shoulder from her friend. It wasn't her fault that she couldn't get in touch with her best friend. Unlike her mother, her father was not pro LGBT couples and refused to let his daughter be a lesbian. He saw how close the girls were and was scared for his daughter so he took matters into his own hands. Rose didn't know how to tell Ash this without her getting angry. She could tell that her friend had changed, she just didn't know if her temper had changed as well.<br/><br/>Rose quickly wiped her eyes clean as she heard Ash walk to her, draping an arm around her shoulders and said she hadn't changed. She plastered on a fake smile and lightly punched her friend in the stomach.<br/>"Yeah? And you haven't changed a bit Ashy." The girl laughed as she pulled her friend in for another hug. She decided that she should tell her friend the truth.<br/>"Ash... The reason why I didn't contact you is because my dad didn't want me talking to you anymore. He thought I would turn out to be a lesbian. But I guess he failed. I'm bisexual." Rose shrugged softly as she pulled away from her friend.