When friends become foes

"I asked what you're doing on my bed this late at night" Jenny asked now feeling her fears of Kate creeping in on her, with her eyes misted up with emotion. "Oh Jenny, your stare and questions just makes me feel like am the bad guy. You started this little battle Jenny, and as you know, you may start little battles but I wage wars" Kate said, bringing the muzzle of the gun she carried with her to her nose as she sniffed the acrid smell of metal.