Justin was sick of this; Sally side stepping everything the moment it got too tough or complicated for her. He thought, she would have learned by now; especially after everything that had happened to her lately, she couldn't just do that.
Justin caught the door on the way in, not asking whenever or not it was okay if could come in. "Just stop, okay. I'm sick of this. Why do you have to keep pushing away everything good that happens to you. We were finally having fun together, right? I mean, I thought you at least enjoyed my company a little. Of course you're too proud to admit that, but this, this is ridiculous. Why won't you just tell me if I've done something wrong, so I can fix it and we can move on from this?" There, Justin was even willing to admit that he might be the one in the wrong here, if she couldn't appreciate that - she didn't deserve his apology or his friendship.
"I'm just --" Justin ran his hand through his hair, not even caring that he was messing it up, " -- I'm tired of this."