Hey everyone long time no see! I'm sorry for being gone for so long but I am no longer a teenager with a bunch of free time! I know I shouldn't be making another story when I have so many to finish but this one is really important to me as it's loosely based off my last and writing it so far has been very therapeutic to me. I will be giving y'all an update about which stories I will continue. For this story I already have chapters done I just need to edit them and post them when I see fit. Anywho it's good to be back and I hope y'all enjoy.

Trigger warning: Self-harm, suicide

*The Giving Tree*

"We told you this from the get-go that he was going to break your heart, now look at you. Drunk heartbroken on Valentine's Day."

Marron glared at her friend beside her who was just as drunk as she was. Yes, she was upset at the uncensored statement, but she was also filled with an abundance of other emotions. She couldn't be mad anyway, she knew that her friend was very blunt, that's why they got along so well. Marron said too little and Pan said too much: the perfect balance. "Y'know, you don't have to be so rude about it, I get it I'm stupid, I let another guy take everything from me and break my heart. Cheers!" The blonde slurred out before downing another shot glass of whiskey and winced in pain as the burn hit her throat like rubbing alcohol.

"I'm sorry, but Uub was a piece of shit and didn't deserve a brilliant girl like you, he was really selfish and I'm pissed it took this long for you to find out, I mean, the guy didn't even bother to come to the hospital today!" Pan grumped as she eyed the whiskey bottle, debating if she should continue her downward spiral to hangover-ville.

Marron sighed as she looked down at the dressings on her forearms and thighs. "I can't believe that I meant so little to him. I can't believe I let him break me like this." Her second suicide attempt in her whole life. Nineteen years old and ready to give up because some boy pushed her to the edge. She felt so weak and didn't want to come off as the desperate girl who would do anything to get her boyfriend back, but this was deeper than that. The mind games, the going back and forth, the neglect, and the financially and emotionally taking advantage of her took a toll on her the past nine months.

She rationalized the mistreatment. Always had an excuse when he would go a full day without talking to her or when he randomly canceled dates. She thought he treated her like that because she wasn't putting enough effort in. She kept trying to show him she was a good girlfriend who deserved his love. She let her guard down, gave her all, there wasn't anything she wouldn't do for him. Uub had her heart and more. Sadly all it took was one text and her world was over. She panicked and locked herself in the room. Before she started cutting herself she sent a text to her help, alluding that she was going to take her life. Luckily for her Pan took action and came and got her.

"You've had a rough year Marron, there was that incident at the party, finding out your dad is really sick, and now this," Pan sighed. "Plus you work and go to school full time. I really don't know how you manage all the stress."

Marron sighed in disappointment. Sure she played it off but her version of managing stress was ignoring the stress in the first place. Ever since she moved away from home, her anxiety and depression had been through the rough. She refused to tell anyone that she quit school because she hadn't even accepted herself. She was lost and she didn't know what she was missing. Being dumped by her high school sweetheart added the icing on the cake to her triple-layered mental health disaster. "Yea, school."

For a while there was silence, both fidgeting on their phone, Pan scrolling through social media while Marron gazed at the pictures of her and her ex. It still confused her how a day of love could turn to turmoil with a few simple words. She had planned their first Valentine's day for a full month, and now she was left with the gifts she had made and bought him, and lingerie she probably wouldn't be using for another century.

"Dude you're thinking hardcore over there, get out of your head dude or you're going to end up in the hospital again," Pan teased.

Marron chuckled as tears rain down her porcelain face. "I'm sorry, but it just doesn't make sense. I tried so hard to make that relationship work, I did everything he needed, I helped him when I couldn't even help myself, I lost sleep, I bit my tongue, but still that wasn't enough. W-why am I never enough?"

"Literally fuck him, he's still in high school, high school boys are a bunch of narcissistic assholes. Marron, you're going to get through this, and I don't mean to feed you that 'it gets better spiel' because it might not get better for a long time. Breakups are hard, I literally thought I was going to kill myself when Olive broke up with me. Some Days are going to be easy, some days you'll think about it less, some days it's all you think about. You'll think about how he's doing, does he regret breaking up? And when those thoughts pop up in your head, you need to push them away. This breakup is the best thing that could happen to you. You weren't being true to yourself Mar and I am pissed that he hurt you but I'm beyond elated that he's out of the picture because he was completely toxic for you. Now that he's gone, I'll get to see my best friend happy again. Now, drink this straight down the fucking hatch!"

Marron chuckled as more tears came on, tears of somewhat happiness. She wasn't dumb, she knew that her relationship was toxic but she wasn't a quitter. In the process of trying to fix him, he was taking from her, he grew while she decayed. She sat by idly as he disassembled her in hopes that his fragments of love would blossom and he would care for her as much as she cared for him. In hopes he'd apologize for all the anxiety he gave her, in hopes that he'd make her feel something other than hurt and uncertainty. She acknowledged that she cannot go back there anymore, however, it would take time for her to accept that it was over.

"Gimme that," she laughed as she snatched the half-full glass from Pan and chugged it with ease. "AGHHH! This shit is cheap!"

"What do you expect I'm still in high school," Pan laughed as her head hell into Marron's lap.

"I'm terrible, first dating a high schooler, now drinking with one who I'm also the boss of. My life really is going to shit," she chuckled as she reached for the bottle.