Kijani listened to Anthony continue, and the rest of the cafeteria noise started to drop away. All the sights, too. Everything was going dark, and her ears were ringing, and the pain in her side started to feel like she was getting torn into all over again- 

"SHUT UP!" The words tore from her throat, and she didn't even realize she was on her feet, looming over Anthony. "You... you're.. you're mistaken! Or lying! My grandmother would never do that!" Her voice was filled with rage, but her stance read differently. Her eyes, her shaking hands, the way she was fighting back her own words, as if something else wanted to be said... There was fear written underneath the anger. "What the hell is the point of you telling me this, huh?" 

Kijani was starting to smell bleach and copper, like old blood that someone had half-tried to wash away.