((Georgia's POV))
Sydnee laid down on the couch and sobbed. It was miserable to watch. I sat down by her head and gave her a cup of tea, and Tani covered her up with a blanket-sitting on the other end. Roger and Brian say across from us, staring at us in pity.
"Syd, he'll come back. Just give him a little bit to calm down and think." Roger leaning on his knees.
"I hit him," she gasped for air.
We all froze and looked down at her.
"Sydnee." Brian said.
"I wasn't thinking. I'm so sorry!" She screeched.
"Why'd you hit him?" I looked down at her.
"We were yelling at eachother," she gasped,"He called one of my friends something and I didn't even think I just-" she started crying,"I feel terrible."
"Awe Syd...." I held her in my arms.
"Do you want to come over to our room and eat something?" Tani suggested.
"Sure." Sydnee sniffled. Tani and Brian helped her over to their room.
"We'll be over in a bit," I said helping Sydnee over.
"Okay." They replied.
Roger and I walked into our bedroom and I sat at my vanity, I took off my makeup and began to brush my hair.
I sighed,"This is terrible...I feel so bad for the both of them."
"Yeah," Roger changed his shirt to a t-shirt,"But I mean...she shouldn't have hit him." He sat on the bed, looking at me.
"Well, he shouldn't have gotten in her face and yelled." I raised an eyebrow.
"It was kind of a pointless fight, really."
"Yeah. I think Freddie should come back though and they talk it out." I pulled my hair up and wiped my face off once more.
"He will, he just needs some time to calm down." Roger assured.
I rolled my eyes.
"What was that for?" Roger squinted.
"He shouldn't have left her, he should've acted like an adult and stayed and calmed her down."
"Georgia, she fucking slapped him in the face. Did you see how red her hand was?! Let alone his face. My god." Roger hissed.
"You don't have to get rude with me. I know she shouldn't have hit him, but he should've taken it a little more mature and just stayed, or even come to one of us." I snipped. I got up and went into the bathroom off of our bedroom. Before I shut the door to wash my face, I hissed at Roger,"Don't ever talk to me like that either." I slammed the door.
When I came back out, Roger looked at me and rolled his eyes.
"I don't know what your problem is, but I suggest you stop or you can sleep on the couch." I walked to my side of the bed.
"Why don't you if I'm such a bother." He mumbled.
"Excuse you!" I sat up.
"My god Georgia, you're acting like a kid."
"Get out." I pointed to the door, I wasn't in the mood to deal with him.
"You get out." He pointed, mocking me.
We started arguing, over everything.
"I'm going to bed, leave me alone." I got into bed and turned off the light.
