She just gave him a look like he was absolutely right but there was nothing but deep hurt in those eyes he liked so much. "I am so sorry about that." she nodded as she swallowed the lump in her throat, "I'm sorry that it'd been you. I'm sorry that you're a lousy shot." she was angry too as she kept going, "I'm sorry that I believed you were more than what you are. And you didn't lie, it was my fault." and the thing he hated started to happen with tears coming to her eyes, "I'm sorry for thinking you could ever give a damn about me. And I'm really sorry that I can't seem to stop giving one about you!" He shot her. And blamed her for it. And she couldn't just shut off her feelings for him. She hated him right now. And she wished he hadn't missed.