"Yeah." she snapped bitterly, "I know what I LOVE YOU means, and I can tell you right now, Gil, that those words will never be connected to your name."
"What?" Gil spat, stunned.
"To love you as a friend or a lover will never happen." Laura shot, her long wavy blond hair flopping aimlessly in her face, "You don't deserve even a friendly smile let alone someone loving you."
"But..." Gil's voice was choked back as he stared at her in a state of amazement.
"Do you even know what the word love means?" She growled, "You don't, do you? Your so cruel. The way that you treat your brother and talk about him and his twisted games. Your a hipocrit. You are no different than he, your a mirror image."
"What the hell, Laura? Tal deserves..." he spat desperatly but was cut off by her sharp voice.
"He doesn't deserve any of the shit you've been putting him through. He doesn't deserve not being able to stand on his own and he definitly does not deserve to have an asshole brother like you." Laura spat, her iced blue eyes glaring down from the stage at him.
"I'm the best thing that happened to Tal." gil suddenly growled, his voice becoming more and more bitter with every second he looked at her. He turned and quickly excelled the front stage steps. "Before..." He began, but once again was cut short by Laura.
"No, you were the worst thing that could ever happen to Tal." she snapped with confidence.
Gil gave her a disgusted look, "shut up, bitch." He tucked a strand of golden blond hair behind his ear, "Before we came to the states, I gave Tal a life, a career and a loving brother. I gave him more than you or anyone else ever could."
Yet Laura wasn't concerned with what Gil had done for his brother back in Germany. "Don't call me a bitch!" Laura hollered, taking a few steps closer to him and swatting her fist out towards his face.
Gil caught it before it made contact with his creamy flesh, "don't touch me." He watched carefully as her features shifted from angry to complete guilt. Yet, it was too late, Gil just stared at her in complete and utterly disgust.
"Gil..." she whispered, her eyes becoming large with hurt. She knew she had went off on Gil's little I love you. Only because she was jelouse - of her best friend.
He held up a finger in her direction as he slowly backed off the stage, "Don't."
"But.." she was able to choke out, tears filling the edges of her eyelids as she stared at him in disbelieve. She had gotten so wound up in the fact that Gil has said he loved Brooke, without even thinking of their long lasting friendship. Jelouse...that's all she ever was, it was Gil she wanted, she just would never let herself get him.
"Don't say another word to me. I'm cruel, I don't deserve anything, and I'm a walking nightmare, right?" He shot, his finger wavering in the air slightly at Laura. "If that's how low you think of me, then we can never be friends. We can never, you hear me, never have anything."
"I didn't mean it." Laura begged.
Gil just seemed more hurt by that, "If you didn't mean it, then why were you preaching it?"