Rose had tried to leave but then her arm was grabbed by Ash, she yanked it away from her and tried to take a step forward. Ash stepped in front of her and put her hands on her shoulders. She tried shrugging them away but she didn't budge. Rose rolled her eyes as she switched her weight from one foot to the other. She saw the tears welling in her friends eyes and she rolled her own again, wiping the tears away.<br/>"Come on Ash. We both know you don't look too pretty while you cry." She thought about how she reacted and mentally punched herself in the face. How could she have been so selfish? She just heard that Ash had another friend and immediately got jealous.<br/><br/>"Ash I didn't have any friends when I went to that new school." Rose looked at the ground a bit disappointed in herself. "I was bullied everyday. Made fun of, told to kill myself, starved myself." She couldn't make eye contact with her best friend. This story was just too hard to tell to anyone, and it was even worse telling her best friend that she almost killed herself. She pulled off the bracelets she had on her arms to reveal a long scars on both of her for arms, running from the crook of her elbow to her wrists. "Tried to kill myself because I had enough of what they were putting me through." Rose pulled back down her bracelets and looked at Ash. "Mom found me bleeding in the bathtub. I died but they revived me on the table." Her eyes dropped the the ground. "I had no friends Ash... None." She looked back up at her friend, hurt and anger in her eyes. Angry that her life was significantly better than hers with her new best friend.