You always made it clear that you didn't want anything serious, — In the middle of a forest, you didn't want to get attached to something that could end quickly.

But she liked you so much; And she was increasingly more vulnerable inside that forest, she was no longer the rebel at school.

She needed some comfort; you were the only one who provided it, and it was still in short supply. — And then, the doomcoming.

Seeing you rub yourself against the girls, kissing Jackie's mouth so shamelessly, she didn't even want to imagine what else you did.

We only know one thing; She didn't talk to you anymore. And even if it was just momentary, it was driving you crazy.

Now, you had pushed Travis aside and insisted on going hunting with her; at least you would be able to talk to her. — Even if it's in the middle of the forest.

She walked in front, her grip tight on the rope she carried over her shoulder. — "Natalie." Your tone was firm, but she was too stubborn. "How long will your tantrums last?" She still didn't say anything, avoiding you.