A/N: This is the first Glee story I've ever attempted. I'm sorry if it's not up to the standards of a glee fan fiction! I just really like Ryder and Marley together. It's pretty stupid, sorry. I'm not sure if I should continue with this as I just wrote it in the last fifteen minutes.

PROLOGUE

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If you went deeper than the surface, there was more to the pair of innocent smiley teenagers. Marley and Ryder were like two broken toys. People never attempted to dig deeper because they were content with what the two displayed – happy cute faces.

Before Ryder met Marley he never bothered with anyone. In fact, Ryder was almost about to quit, he couldn't handle it anymore. Ryder had no one. Nobody to take away the heavy agony he carried on a daily basis.

He'd given himself one more year, one more year to hold on. If things didn't look up then it clearly wasn't worth to live the rest of his life like this. But he'd had hope things would change, that someone bigger than him would step in and carry him.

Marley was sweet as pie. She had always put others first. If there were a kitten stuck in a tree Marley wouldn't second think it through, she'd be fifteen feet in a tree saving a kitten rather than worrying about hurting herself.

They were two lonely adolescents. The type of kids who would fake a smile and wish it away, they didn't want to burden any one with the baggage they had.

When Ryder first met Marley he saw right through her, he saw himself in her eyes. He decided that Marley was going to be his last resort, his last attempt to find meaning to living. Marley was so unaware but he'd hoped it wouldn't be something unrequited, he'd hoped she would see they were a lot alike.

First there needed to be a plan, a way to get deep and personal with Marley, if Ryder wanted this to work he'd need to expose his insecurities to Marley. It was something Ryder had never done before.

Nobody explained to either of them how to take away their pain, but Ryder wanted to take away Marley's. But, first Ryder had to speak to Marley. He needed to tell her that he knows she's hurting. Playing it through his head he saw there were a lot of bad outcomes.

Marley would be the girl to deny it, say nothing's wrong. But Ryder knew better. He'd heard gossip on the football team that a cheerleader had caught Marley puking in the bathroom. Most people would joke about it being bulimia and then wave it off as being sick.

It wasn't just Marley being sick this once, she was sick all of the time. When Marley would look in the mirror she saw her mother. Marley loved her mother, yes, but did she want the body image and the cruelty from others that came with it? She wouldn't be able to handle it.

Could Marley handle Ryder?

Ryder was going to attempt to avoid his own pain by fixing Marley's.

But, could Ryder save Marley? More importantly, could Marley save Ryder?