Prologue-
Nagisa's pov
I watch as she wrecks the house throwing things at me.
Her screams run through me like I'm air,
like I'm not really there.
Well I suppose I'm not really there,
at lest my mind and emotions aren't.
I see her look at me with her ghoulish face covered in tears.
I know I'm staring at her blankly,
and am probably covered head to toe in cuts and bruises from her abuse.
"Why?
Why that no matter what I do,
Why do you still deify me?
WHY?!"
She belts out slamming the dress I refused to change into onto the table.
I look at her with the brightest happiest fake smile I've ever made.
"Don't you know?
I'm hopeless."
I beamed to cover up how broken I was inside.