Ever since the crash, you're relationship with Natalie was destinated to end. Nat wasn't able to see that her feelings for you were more than just.. platonic

You hate to say it, but you were right.

Natalie would spend every night awake, the man she thought she loved next to her while her mind went back to you.

The door cracks, you seem to recognize that tension once someone sits next to you. Her messy dirty blonde hair and those apologetic eyes.

"I told you..." you say, you're tone harsh and distant. After all you thought Natalie didn't gave a single fuck about anything, but it seems she rather worry about her feelings for a girl than overdosing herself with weed.