Kalinda stormed into the classroom her hands fists, and to the Back where ben was, "they will kill you. Slowly but sure, y like a wound that won't heal, they will fester. Don't come crying to me when you can't handle it. I know what will happen, I know the pain, and I was just trying to spare you that, because I thought thats what friends do. Obviously, I was wrong about the friends part" and then she stormed back out, angry beyond belief, but even more hurt. 

She tried to walk calmly down the hall, but her stepps soon picked up speed. She had started to cry again, and this time, she had no control. Her pain, anger, sadness would be felt by all near her. She had no where else to go but her room. So that's what she did. She didn't make it to the bed, instead fell in a mess on the floor, the tears soaking into the carpet. 

She should never have fallen for the trick of friendship, should have never let herself trust. It hurt to much when the other person didn't care as much as she did. She moaned, curling up.