Worried

She has a very concerned look on her face as she steps into the room. The look goes when she sees your tear stained cheeks and red eyes.

"Jesse." She whispers your name softly. She steps forward hesitantly and kneels down a bit to where she is eye level with your sitting position on the bed. "What happened?" She asks reaching a hand to brush some of the tears you missed. You lean into the gesture a bit and clasp her hand. While you try to find the right words you take a deep breath.

"Fiona came by," you start voice a little hoarse, "she said she lied to mom about what happened." You stop there and explain exactly what Fiona had said to you through the door. You also explain your reaction to it and why you where crying in her room. "I'm sorry I got your pillow all gross," you finish your story with an apology as you did feel kinda bad about getting her pillow covered in tears.

Chloe had been going through many emotions as you where telling your brief tale. Till finally she settled on-