Becca frowned at Emma's pride and the humour she clearly found in being called a bitch. The mocking smile had Becca gritting her teeth. Becca was about to spit an angry retort when Emma's finger popped up, stopping her. The dismissive gesture had the young woman positively fuming and her chest heaved as she struggled to breathe. Emma's mention of her own pain took some of the wind out of Becca's sails. Even though she was mad at Emma she found it hard not to empathize with other people's trouble and again it occurred to her that Emma had never really done anything to her. Fuck, sometimes she hated not being able to stay mad.<br/><br/>The next part of Emma's tirade was the hardest to handle. The words made her wince more that the finger stabbing at her chest did and that hurt plenty. Becca could not hold Emma's fierce gaze. She felt utterly deflated. She felt like a terrible person.<span style="color: indigo"> "God, you really don't pull any punches do you." </span>She mumbled to Emma, still staring at the floor. She was oblivious to Emma's angry stare and she simply shook with the effort to not cry. She was not strong, not hardened like the rest and Emma had cut deep with her words. She had just tried to stand up for Fanya and now she was practically cowering. She hated feeling so weak and stupid. The worst of it was that Emma was not wrong.<br/><br/>Before her composure completely deserted her, Becca decided to leave.<span style="color: indigo"> "I'm not fucking hungry anymore." </span>She said in a strained voice.<span style="color: indigo"> "I'll just meet you guys up there." </span>She turned to leave and saw Jynx. With a self-mocking laugh she did see the irony that it was now her fleeing from the bar. She walked as quickly as she could without actually fleeing the scene and as soon as she was alone on the elevator, she sniffled, blinking back tears. What the fuck was she doing there? Sure she had her uses, sure she could fix shit... clearly she was not any good with people, she was not a fighter. She buried her face in her hands. How the fuck was she supposed to tell Jynx that she had slept with Fanya.<br/><br/>Most of all, why the fuck had she even got between Emma and Fanya? Clearly they were able to handle themselves better than she was. Why did she grow attached to people? As dumb as she felt even thinking it, why couldn't they all just get the fuck along? The door dinged for her floor and she got out and bolted for her room. She locked the door and slid to the floor, thinking that for someone so smart she could really being damn stupid sometimes.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>