Wyngs heard someone coming up the stairs. She heard Riv talking. "Well if you want me to leave I will."<br/>Her anger flared up again. "If this is how your going to be, then fine, leave. Just go on and leave me again! Maybe this time I actually will die!" She screamed, without looking at him. "You left me. You never called or wrote, or emailed, you left me. Left me to die. You know I wasn't okay when you left but you didn't even check in with me. You never called, checked in when your mom told you I was in the hospital. You never even asked why. Just went on with your life like nothing was wrong. You went to school like nothing ever happened? You brought a girl home and took her to your room! Yet you say that it hurts you to know I was with Jed, yet he was never in my room. And if he was, I was with my mom!" She jumped off her bed and took her shirt off, standing in her pants and a thin worn out camisole. The top of the cami was a couple inches below her scar. "This," she pointed to the scar, "this is what happens when you leave and don't try to help me."