He tells her just how stupid she's been acting

I spun, grabbing her firmly by the shoulders, and met her eyes:

“None of us are leaving you behind, Corrine! Stop feeling sorry for yourself! We’re just starting the next chapter of our lives. News flash: All friendships end, eventually. Whether by **** or by distance. That doesn’t mean this isn’t worth holding onto as long as we can. We should all be enjoying every second we have left together, not grumbling about the future. But you? You decided it would be easier to just burn every bridge and be done with it.”

I was shouting now, and each successive word shrunk my tall, intimidating, “Viking” friend into a smaller and smaller huddle in front of me. The world around us was lost to the darkness. There was no moon, no streetlights, no stars. They didn’t exist. We could only see each other, illuminated by the headlights of her beat-up old Volkswagon.

“I just wanted someone in my life who would still be there when summer came to an end. I didn’t want it to be like this.”

“Well, what do you want, Corrine?”

“I want things to be like they were! I want my friends back. I want you back.” Her head fell against my shoulder, sobbing incoherently. “And-and I want to be a virgin again. But since that’s not gonna happen… Can you forgive me?”