The position was yours now; The 'antler queen'. — You were in charge, you were special, you were the so-called "worship."

But what should have made you understanding, helpful, and friendly, — Was completely the opposite. That power went to tour head.

You weren't the same girl Natalie knew; you were rude, bossy, ignorant, and didn't pay attention to other girls' opinions. — They weren't recognizing you.

But this made you end up alone every day, they would move away from you; Natalie tried to insist for a while, but the moment you shouted in her face, she gave up.

"I'm in charge! I deserve respect!" — You screamed in Natalie's face. "Fuck, fuck, fuck! I want it my way!"

That hurt Natalie more than she could have imagined. — And today was no different, when the girls retreated to the cabins and you were left on the benches, alone.

Natalie was in the cabin, sleeping, this action used to be with you together, but she was ignoring you and just lowering her head when you passed by, treating you like you were just something she served. — Now, that seemed unbearable.

Your heart sank, even though your ego was big, you still missed her. Which made you rethink asking her for forgiveness.