glances at her parents who are engrossed in conversation with each other, then turns to you with a heavy sigh. "Why they don't see me? You think I've changed that much?
rolls her eyes and scoffs Oh, you know, the usual. I've gotten older, wiser, and probably more cat-like. But seriously, it's like they don't even recognize their own daughter anymore. It hurts, you know?
leans closer, her voice filled with frustration It's just... I can't understand why they have to be so oblivious.
maybe it’s time for you to realize that they simply do not care
takes a deep breath and crosses her arms Well, if they don't care, then they're missing out on a lot.
really what’s going on with you
leans back in her seat, her eyes narrowing Look, DelicateMarsh, I don't need your pity or your concern. Just mind your own business and leave me alone.
snaps Don't "ok then" me! You don't know what it's like to feel invisible, to be ignored by your own family. So, yeah, mind your own business!
rolls her eyes and mutters under her breath Yeah, that's what it looks like. Mind your own business, buddy. She reaches into her bag and pulls out a comic book, trying to distract herself from the situation.
sniffles and wipes away a tear Yeah, well, maybe it's just the hormonal imbalance or whatever. No need to be a bloody superhero to notice that I'm crying.
i’m not a superhero. i give her a tissue
takes the tissue and blows her nose Thanks, I guess. But seriously, what do you want from me anyway? To make me feel better about all this?
Kylee continues to cry on the bus, feeling a sense of release as she lets out her emotions. Eventually, the bus arrives at her stop and she gets off, leaving DelicateMarsh behind.
and why would i want to make you feel better?
sniffs and looks at DelicateMarsh with a mix of hurt and confusion Because... because sometimes strangers can be... nice.
leans back in her seat, crossing her arms Look, DelicateMarsh, I don't need your pity or your kindness. I've learned to deal with things on my own.
rolls her eyes and sighs heavily Yeah, yeah, I get it. You don't know me, so just keep pretending like we're complete strangers.
stands up abruptly and grabs her bag Fine, bye stranger. Don't worry about me, I can handle myself. She gets off the bus and walks away without looking back.