Heartbreak Part three.

"Rebekah," I called with a softer tone as I watched the tear roll down her eye.

Did she overhear my discussion with her boyfriend, If she did, how much did she hear, oh God, poor Rebekah, this was why I couldn't bring myself to tell her, but somehow a part of me was glad that she didn't have to hear it from me, I doubted I could ever look her in the face and tell her thing that I know would hurt her, it just wasn't in me.

I saw many emotions in her eye but the more evident ones were pain, hurt, and something else I couldn't quite place my finger on.

I decided not to give much thought to it and scurried towards her.

"Rebe..." I called out again and I tried to touch her but what happened next surprised me.

She shoved me away from her and I stumbled backward, a harsh look present on her face and in her eye.

I was dumped found and suddenly bereft of words, what just happened?

"Don't....touch me." She declared, in a cold but haltering voice as she towered over me, was this some sort of pr