"You wanted to talk to me, Naomi?'' You stare at her as she exhales. "Look, do you know whats up with Vincent?" "Why would I know?" "Because he's closer with you than he is with me? Besides, he isnt answering my texts and I'm worried."

"I don't know what to tell you Naomi. Vincent and I aren't close anymore. Not after what he said." Naomi pauses, turning to stare at you. "What are you talking about? Did you two fight?"

"I..found out he never liked me and just planed on using me." "And who told you this?" Her word's are oddly stiff. "Marie." "I can't believe you. Do you have any idea what you just did? Vincent could be struggling with impulses right now because of you!"

"Impulses?" She shrugs you off. "Do you have proof?" Your no is quiet and deafening. "But nothing. You have to apologize to him." "What just because your his best friend I'm supposed to automatically believe you??" "Of course not."

"He wouldn't use you. He's better than that." "And how are you so sure he wouldnt use me Naomi?" You snap, her voice grows in volume as she yells, "He's in love with you!" It goes quiet. "And so what if– wait what?" "Oh shit. Oh no. You didn't hear shit from me wanker." And she hangs up the call.