Brianna's POV
"Kate!"
I found her in the corner of our favorite bar. She's already drunk and damn, she's crying.
I caressed her cheek and made her look at me. Rogue was standing beside me, looking at us.
"I'm sorry, Bree…" she cried.
I felt tears in the corner of my eyes. I feel like crying too. I don't know what's going on with her but she looked so miserable. God! What happened to her? I just gave her some time to think and this is what I'd see after I gave her time? I shouldn't have stopped protecting her.
She cried harder and hugged me. "B-Bree, I'm so sorry… I h-hurt you and I'm so sorry…"
I shook my head. "Shh! Shh, don't. It's okay now, Kate. It's nothing."
She looked down and wiped her own tears. I was about to talk again when she fell in my arms. She lost consciousness.
I was about to ask Rogue for help but he voluntarily offered himself. He smiled at me and nodded.
"Get her bag, babe. I'll carry her."