I clearly own nothing.

Anyway. I hope you guys like it. I've never written anything before so you may have to be patient with me. I'm also always open to tips or suggestions.

Prologue

She was alone. She didn't know how it happened but it had. That's not true. She knew how it happened but she didn't know how to change it. Was there a way to change it? Could she even if she wanted to? No she didn't think so. So that's how she ended up sitting on the roof wondering if she'd ever get out of this and be okay again. She didn't think it was going to happen anytime soon. She also was starting to wonder if she even wanted to try. She was getting tired and it was getting too hard to keep this up. She doubted anyone even realized that she was struggling. She doubted it. She sighed.

'Maybe it's just not worth it' she thought.

She was hurt. She was tired. She didn't know it could feel like this. She didn't know how anyone recovered from this. Everything hurt; all the time. She wasn't coping very well. If someone found out how she was coping she was sure she'd be in a lot of trouble. This was probably the only upside to having no one.

Since nobody was waiting on her and she had nothing else to do her mind started to wander. It wandered to a place that she wasn't sure she wanted to go; down a road that she didn't want to relive. She popped her headphones in and tried to ignore that she was falling apart.