Oh, Hayden did not like the fact that her sister was playing dumb. At least that's what Hayden perceived her as doing. "What am I talking about? What do you think I'm talking about?" She pushed off from the doorway, making her way close to her stepsister. She grabbed a pair of jeans her sister had tossed in the suitcase and raised it in the air in Robbie's direction. "This. You just leaving me here, with him, while you get away." She threw the jeans back into the suitcase. On second thought, she wanted to just dump the fucking thing out.
She crossed her arms again. "Must be nice, to get out, not have to worry about me anymore. Doesn't even seem like you ever really gave a shit in the first place." Yeah, she was hurt, and if she could be a fly on the wall, watching this scene, she wouldn't believe her own words. She was laying her feelings out there, something she hated doing, but she couldn't help it.