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Jules hardly ever opened up to Rue about her deeper feelings and, one of the few times she did, Rue was already in a pissed-off mood, though Jules wasn't aware of that.
"Sometimes I wonder what the consequences would be if I ever hurt myself again" Jules breathed, not thinking a whole lot about it. Rue vented to her all the time, surely it was fine to drop a little nugget here and there.
"Jesus Christ, Jules" Rue spat, sitting up and turning away from the blonde. "Has it ever occurred to you that maybe people don't want to hear your whiney bullshit about how depressed you are?"
"I wasn't..." Jules trailed off, a flood of emotions coursing through her, none of which being good. Anger, betrayal... Guilt. "I'm sorry"
"Ridiculous" Rue got up and went to the door. "I'll talk to you tomorrow when you decide to be fun again" she gritted out before walking out of the girl's room and slamming the door behind her.
Jules knew Rue was high and probably didn't mean any of what she'd just said. She knew Rue either wouldn't remember it the next day or would feel insanely guilty and give her the biggest apology on the planet.
Still, in that moment, Jules couldn't help but hate herself and resign to a life of never again opening up (for however long that stupid endeavor would last)