[But Red seems happy. Those words cut through Blue more than anything else, and his hands grip the edge of the kitchen counter.]

[No one knew. No one knew, and that's why they could look at them this way. Like it was simply a matter of Blue running away for no reason. Like they were simply old friends who became more. But that wasn't it at all.]

I'm not the one who ran away. [He finally admits. It's been a week of accusations since he returned, of being demanded answers of. But no one really understood what had actually happened.] I'm not the one who ran away back then.

I-I drove him away. It was me, I... [There's a harsh breath, a choked back emotion. Maxie was certainly not the one to expect to have answers for all of this, but Blue found he was the first person he felt like admitting it to.] I...never meant to hurt him...

["Rivals" was a word that was tossed around a lot, back then; and even now. But they had never been just "rivals".]