"I didn't mean to snap like that. Sorry."
I turned away from him to look out the window. I didn't want him to see the tears. "You could have killed him." My voice cracked and betrayed me. So much for not
wanting him to know I was crying.
He shifted in his seat awkwardly, "I wanted to..."
"What!?" I turned on him, shocked out of my embarrassment. "You can't say that! Sure he was an absolute dick- um, nasty person, but you can't go about killing people just because of that."
"That was not the only reason for me wanting to severely hurt him, Gabby." He stated calmly.
I cocked my head to one side, confused. What did he mean by that? "So... what was the other reason?" It was most likely frightfully obvious, but, like he and Jesse had both made perfectly clear before, I was stupid.
"You couldn't tell I was hungry then?" He replied sarcastically.
"Oh." That was the only thing I could think of to say. It was obvious, but I was still pissed off. Then the tears welled up and once again overflowed.