"No." Cissy whispered and gave a soft shake of her head. He did sound bitter, but she didn't really mind. She deserved it. And for perhaps the first time since they had met, she wasn't making a crazy and desperate attempt to defend herself, to explain away the things she had done, to say whatever she had to, whatever she could think of, to make things all better. There wasn't any sort of magic fix when it came to words. Actions were the only thing that said anything at all, really. And hers had been inexcusable.
"I've spent the last... however long it's been," It felt like forever." By myself and... At first, all I could really think about was how it felt to have him walk out on me. I was completely and totally fixated on it and, honestly, I didn't give any thought to what it felt like to not have you in my life anymore." And that probably wouldn't make him feel better about any of this, but she wasn't going to lie too him. What would that accomplish?
"And now that I have stopped to think about it..." She sighed and shrugged her shoulders a little, unable to even look at him right now because of how bad she felt for even coming to him with all of this right now. "I miss you." She shook her head and chanced a glance at him. "But I'm not at all interested in being your friend."