Justin, brushed off her apology. He really didn't mind her talking about it. Actually he consider a vast improvement, she actually wanted to even be seen in public with him, where questions could be raised and people she knew could see them. It was dangerous even being friends these days. Blood traitor: a term used just as much as the one he couldn't stand.
"I think, we all eventually find away to shout out our frustrations in our own ways. Maybe, the journal helped you, get yours across?"
Justin let out a defeated sigh, "I don't think I even have a choice. Run away or fight, they're my options. I hit the trifecta."