Megan frowned and cursed herself for being a bitch about it.  Kayla didn't even do anything wrong.  If Meg was in her position, she would have done the same.  She took a seat on the edge of her bed and placed a hand on her back.  She rubbed it softly as she spoke in a soft tone, "Kayla, please don't cry.  You didn't do anything wrong, I promise.  It was me who overreacted.  I'm sorry."  She tried brushing the girl's hair from her face so she could look at her.  "Please, don't cry."  She repeated with a frown.