She looked up at him when he touched her hair, she didn't understand any of this. She felt guilty, but he is saying this was his fault... She sighed as she stood up and did the most Malia thing she would always do, make herself comfortable.
She climb in to bed with him, "can you explain things to me?" she asked him, "I swear, I won't...you know punch you or anything," she offered a small smile, trying to make light of a dark situation, because though it felt good to punch him than, it was only a relief to what really was happening to her, she had changed for the first time in years. "I just...I don't get it. Scott said he was in love, you two were in love."
Her eyes turned to look at him, "I just...thought you only loved me."