So, my fourth story. It shall be long. I don't know how long. This is a scene that happens later in the story, then my chapters lead up to it in case you don't know what an prologue is. I don't own BTR blah blah blah Read ON!


MOST

Most of the time, I was fearless. Most of the time, you could find me standing up to that tough kid. Most of the time, I was strong. Most of the time, I would never, ever cry in front of anyone. Most of the time, I was invincible. Most of the time, I asked someone out and they immediately said yes. Most of the time, everyone you asked knew my name.

Most.

PROLOGUE

I sat in the floor of my bathroom expressionless. What had I done? Idiot! He was the best thing that happened to you! You ruined it! It's your fault he left!

I drug the blade across my hips again.

That made 27.

Twenty-seven times.

I jumped to my feet. I had to end it. Now.

I wrote my suicide letter last week in case it came to this. I grabbed it and taped it to my door then ran up the stairs to the attic, then through the ladder on to my roof. Only Logan and I knew about the way up here. No one would know how I did it, just that I did.

I sang the lyrics I had stuck in my head.

Just so you know.

This feeling's taking control of me.

I can't help it.

"KENDALL! NO!" Logan's voice.

It's too late now.

I sighed and threw myself off the roof.


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