It was a dazzling sight; the Sun enveloped by the clouds in a warm hug, the trees standing tall like soldiers protecting their land and the beautiful lilac blue pond surrounded by all types of flowers giving it an effect of glamourousness. The birds chirping, reminding us of their existence. Everything was in place.

This is the one of the many places where Jennifer finds comfort, she named it "The Sane Land" where everything beyond 'sane' happens. Jennifer was the only person who obeyed the rules of her land. She was the only person sitting on the moist ground by the pond, hugging her legs to her chest as if to protect herself from anything that might pop as she looked over the beautiful scenery in front of her thinking deeply into her mind.

Or that's what we thought...

A twig snapped in the distance but Jennifer didn't seem to acknowledge it, she was too deep in her world to care about who was coming. A pair of footsteps came into her hearing but she didn't twitch, as long as no one disturbed her at stage of misery.

Why am I treated differently? Why are my parents so strict? What will Robert think of me when I tell him about my secret? How will I cope with losing the last bit of family I ever have? Will anyone ever love me? Can I trust anyone on this planet? Why are choices hard to make? God, please help me...

Jennifer noticed that the footsteps are getting closer to her spot, so to avoid thinking that way she took out her iPod and started playing her favourite playlist, "Journey through the Burden of Life". Kinda sounds depressing, right?

"Dear Mr. Fantasy" by Traffic, was on and her emotions built up as the song progressed and she hugged her legs closer as the tears well into her vision.

You are the one who can make us all laugh
But doing that you break out in tears
Please don't be sad if it was a straight mind you had
We wouldn't have known you all these years

Jennifers heart clenched painfully as every word hit her with a new tsunami-wave of emotion. After a few times of hearing those words she couldn't handle the pain and let out an aching sob, burying her head in her arms.

Nobody will love you Jen, get over it. This life isn't made for you. Everyone treats you like shit. Only five people know you inside out, what difference would it make if you left this World? They'll find another Jennifer to ruin and the story keeps on going. End it now before it gets worse. Her brain taunted in pure logic. Jennifer, there's hope in this. You can seek out for help. You know your friends will help you through this even if they're not right there beside you. You will find love sooner or later in life. You will find somebody to trust. You will regain your inner happiness again, don't give up just yet. There's a lot to do before you act stupidly stupid. Her heart called out in desperation.

Her thoughts and feelings were interrupted when she felt a hand on her shoulder. She didn't look up knowing she probably looked hideous; her face redder than a cherry, her eyes swollen like grapes and tears streaming down her face like Niagra Falls signed up to be there. Her hair is probably messed up and she was wearing black sweatpants, a green v-neck shirt and a pair of white running shoes.

While still listening to music, the unknown hand started to shake her. When she didnt respond the hand unplugged her earphones from where it belonged. Jennifer thought of looking up at the Overly mysterious son of a bitch who took off her headphones.

She wiped her face, embarrassed to be caught by someone while she was emotionally unstable. She turned her head slowly and lifted her head up to meet the world's most beautiful candy apple green eyes looking back at her. She studied the man who stood in front of her: 6'2, probably 185 lbs, golden brown hair the shade of autumn leaves, exquisite lips the shade of harvesting strawberries, his jaw and cheekbones were strong and sharp and he had very delicate yet sharp facial features like a glass made out of diamonds. His body was lean yet muscular in all the right places. He was wearing a black button-up shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, a pair of black and white converse, white jeans and a beautiful silver wristwatch.

The Overly mysterious son of a bitch was also studying her features: petite and lean bodied, dark hair like the night sky, tied in a messy bun with strands of hair loosely hanging around her face, sapphire blue eyes like the ocean, her lips was a whole story of juicy nature; lower lip bee-stung and upper lip shaped delicately to fit the lower lip, its shade was a luscious peachy pink, her face was shaped like a heart, her cheekbones standing out and her jaw sleek and feminine.

"Are you alright Ma'am?", he asked in a deep rasp manly voice, filled with pure concern. Jennifer didn't reply, she was still emotionally screwed up to even make up a sentence let alone a word. But she was amazed that someone would ask her if she's alright, with her being very far away from the town, let alone a complete stranger which brought her spirits up.
"Ma'am, you look tired and very umm..." he paused, "tireder? Of course my question was stupid. You're not alright.." he paused looking at Jennifer momentarily before saying, "Would you like to talk about it?"

Jennifer gave the man a small sincere smile as he positioned himself on the ground in front of her and imitated her seating position.

"So stranger..." he started, looking Jennifer straight in the eye, "What were you so sad about?" he asked gently.
Jennifer shrugged, "Personal issues. Mainly confusion," she croaked, her voice still a bit soar from the sobs which were probably loud, hence why this man came up to her. "It's not that bad, just a lot of confusion," she reassured the man, hoping he'd leave her and she could continue weeping her heart out.
Of course the odds were not in her favour as the man asked a stupid question in a relatively serious tone, "Not boy issues are they, sweetheart?"
"What? NO! No..." she exclaimed, "Certainly not involved with that type of confusing shit," she laughed.
"Oh okay! Well is it your family? Friends? Favourite character died in a TV show, movie or book?" he rambled, "I'm all ears".

Trust wasn't easy to find in Jennifer, but her heart urged her to trust him. She started telling him about her issues leaving out the secret from her brother part, all while looking at the ground unable to meet the mans eyes. Her voice constantly cracked but she kept her emotions in until she finished rambling. Surprisingly, the man did not interrupt her at all, he seemed to listen to her through it all.

She looked up and she instantly noticed the look he gave her, she's never seen it in anyones face other than her closest friends, it was actual concern.

"I'm sorry, this is too much to take in-" she started.
"No! No not at all, I can relate. It's just..." he interrupted, "I don't understand why the nicest people in the world suffer the most," he remarked.
"Do you suffer too?"
"Sometimes I do but not in the way you do...", he trailed off thinking of what to say next, "Your parents could be freaking security gaurds over your ass. People toy with you for all the wrong reasons. Working your ass off and no one appreciates your hard work. Being selfless as hell and parents accuse you of being selfish. Not being able to sleep an hour a day just to make your family and friends happy," he paused," Come on. I'm infinity percent sure you've got trust issues, but I'm glad that you sort of trust me to tell me all of this".
"Oh great," she mumbled, burying her head in her hands, " So I told my part of the story. What's yours?"

The man averted his eyes from Jennifer and shook his head. The chirping of the birds interrupted the silence as the man stared at the scenery on his left side, diving deep into the pool of his own problems. After a few moments, he looked back up at Jennifer and met her eyes.

"I've always fell in love with the wrong person," he began, "I've only dated two women in my life and both relationships hardly lasted a month because both women wanted to um..." he paused, looking away from Jennifers curious eyes, "They always ended up wanting to take advantage of me," he said in a toneless voice, his eyes blank of emotion.

Jennifer did the unthinkable, she hugged the man tightly. He buried his head on her shoulder like a child, and he released a sigh. Warmth spread into Jennifers shoulder like waves of thermal tides, causing her to shiver slightly noticing she's cold from staying outside in the cool air for so long. She hoped the man didn't notice.
"You don't have to continue if you don't want to," Jennifer whispered gently.
"It's only fair if I do," he replied.
He pulled away, looking straight into Jennifers eyes,"I haven't dated anyone since the last girl, 3 years to be exact..." he continued,"I don't think I ever will but maybe..." he paused still thinking,"Maybe if I make the right choice sooner or later. I'll find the one," he finished.
"Don't you find it weird?" Jennifer asked.
"Find what weird?" the man frowned.
"You know.. Out of 7 billion people you choose one and be like 'Hey, this is the one I'd like to suffer with my whole life'," she said in an amused tone.

The man seemed to consider this, "You can't trust all 7 billion people," he began," In my experience, 75% are plain old douchebags and traitors while 10% are big fucktards another 10% kids and 5% are worthy to be with, friendly, romantically or physically," he paused, "The world might be big but the percentage of people who won't betray you, leave you, abuse you, harm you, etcetera, is extremely small," he continued, " So no it's not weird because of 350 million out of the total population are good people, you get to choose one which you trust with your heart and soul. Then leave the rest for others who will find the one who is also worth their time and effort," he finished.

Jennifer took this information in, she thought How did he do the math so quickly? but brushed it off. Instead she replied with,"That's some real deep shit, man".
The man laughed, "You might as well be from the 5% of good people out there," he flashed her a smile.
"Dido," Jennifer returned the favor as she smiled back.

After many minutes of comfortable silence the man decided to speak again, "This was a nice chat, we forgot to introduce each other".
"Would you like to do the honours, sire?" Jennifer declared mocking a british accent.
The man laughed, "I'm Jensen," he said stretching out a hand.
Jennifer took his hand, "I'm Jennifer," she shook his hand, he smiled at her causing warmth to seer through her body, she smiled back.
They stared at each other for a very long time not letting go of the others hand. Suddenly, a cat meowed and both Jennifer and Jensen got back to their senses, they let go of each others hands and looked away from each other. Jensen rubbed the back of his neck trying to hide the redness.
Jennifer tried to hide the blush from Jensen by coughing, then eventually Jensen spoke,"How about we walk off your emotions? Coffee?"
"Yeah sure. But it's on me!" Jennifer proposed, not knowing how else to thank him for being there for her.
They stood up, Jennifer realised how short she was compared to Jensen. 5'7 ain't tall enough although it's above average for women of my age.

As they left the land and started walking on the streets they passed a group of girls giggling in their direction. Most probably at Jensen because come on, he is that damn hot. Each girl had a different hairstyle; one had her hair in a high ponytail, another had hers in a braided bun with bangs, another one had hers in swirled pigtails with side bangs and the last one had her hair in a half up-do.
Jensen being the curious guy he is asked, "Why do girls keep their hair in different styles every damn day?"
"Don't know, don't care," Jennifer said coolly, not interested in their hair like Jensen.
"Well aren't you charming?" Jensen mumbled under his breathe.
"Heard that untruthful compliment a lot," Jennifer replied bluntly, smiling at the ground. Jensen nodded his head.

They continued to walk in comfortable silence Jennifer leading them, they constantly changed direction until they were 2 blocks away from the coffee shop. Jennifer's pocket started to vibrate. It was her phone, indicating she got a text message. Jennifer took out her phone the screen was still on showing her, "Text from Bob," her older brother. She unlocked her screen and read the text. I seek with my eyes a girl with a tall man going to a coffee shop.-R *btw I'm behind u on a bench*. Jennifer gasped and turned to look behind her and indeed there he was, Robert, sitting on a bench smiling his million dollar smile. She fully turned her body and started walking towards her brother.

Jensen followed her lead asking, "What's wrong?".
Robert waved at her and she waved back, smiling widely.
"That's my older brother, Robert," she replied.

As soon as she reached Robert, he stood up and embraced her, Jennifer had to stand on the tips of her toes to wrap her arms around his neck. He pulled away and kissed his sisters forehead.
"Care to introduce me to this handsome young man, sis?" Robert requested, winking at Jennifer.
"Oh yeah, sorry!" Jennifer blushed, "This is Jensen. Jensen this is-"
"Robert! Yeah you told me that a few seconds ago. Pleasure to meet you," Jensen said politely stretching out his hand to Robert.
"You too," Robert replied encouragingly, shaking Jensens hand. Robert then surprised Jensen by giving him a "man-hug".
"Umm.. My brother is a bit too touchy sometimes.." Jennifer trailed off.
Jensen laughed,"It's alright, Jenny. I don't mind".

Robert pulled away and patted Jensens neck gently before turning to Jennifer and saying, "See, everyone likes to hug me. Especially hunks," winking at Jensen.
Jensen laughed again. Jennifer couldn't help but notice how incredibly beautiful he looked while laughing. He involved his full body, pushing his head back with a big toothy grin on his face, his eyes shut his face relaxed, younger and happier.

"Just so you know, man. I am not gay," Robert blurted, "Not that I have problems with gay people..."he drifted off, eyeing a man who was holding hands with another guy, "But if I had the choice earlier I would be gay for you because you are in every freaking way perfect for any freaking person, gay, straight, bi, even lesbians would want you," he paused, studying Jensens face," Your hair bro, your freaking face man," he groaned," You must be a sex God of som-"
"Sooooo Jensen I think we should go get some coffee," Jennifer interrupted, her tone obviously irritated.
"Aw come on, Jenny," Jensen whined,"your brother is just being sweet".
"Yeah JJ, I'm sweet to be with," Robert agreed.
"Alright fine, I'm going alone. You two can go for coffee and have your boys night-in or whatever you want but I'm paying," she muttered, handing Robert $150.

She started to walk towards the coffee shop before she heard her brother yelling, "Jen! Don't blame yourself for people liking me more than they like you and that they always replace you with someone better! Something is wrong with you! Search what it is and fix it! AND THANKS FOR THE CASH, LONER!" her brother laughed. That completely changed her mind on going to the coffee shop, and that answered one of her questions; she lost the last bit of family she ever had,her vision blurred and she started running to another hiding place. The last thing she heard before turning around a corner was Jensen shouting at Robert, "Dude! That was a big ass level of fucking ignorance and offensive meanness. How c-"

Her phone started ringing as she was running, knowing it was her brother, she ignored it. She kept on playing her brothers words in her head like a song on repeat mode, Don't blame yourself for people liking me more than they like you and that they always replace you with someone better! She can't say no to that, he was more energetic and funny, she was just dull and boring. Something is wrong with you! Is it how she talks? Something is wrong with you! Is it how she walks? Something is wrong with you! Is it because she's honest? Something is wrong with you! Is it because she is useless until someone uses her for their own benefit? Something is wrong with you! Is it because she's the third child? Something is wrong with you! Is it because of how smart she is but doesn't look like it? Something is wrong with you! Is it because she's simply being herself, waiting for someone to love her for her? Search what it is and fix it! She can't figure out what it is. LONER! Her brother doesn't make up nicknames without meaning them.

She ran with the cool tides of the wind, trying to escape her mind and the reality she lives in. Her vision is blurry but her legs take her through the route of her hiding place, a forest. Tears streamed down her face. She kept on running even as her legs begged her for mercy, she ran even as the ground started to get steep and she ran even when she heard Jensen shouting her name, far far behind her. She ran into the trees and moist land of the forest, looking out for short branches so she won't bump into them. Her vision became extremely blurry at one point she almost tripped. She kept on running even when she already passed half of the forest. She heard footsteps behind her, she ran faster.

"JENNIFER! JENNIFER WATCH OUT!" was the last thing she heard before her foot bumped into a thin log, completely making her lose her balance. The force was so big that her body flew into the air rolling slowly then gravity pulled her into the forest ground, painfully. Rolling down the small hill of the forest she went. As she was rolling, she cried out in pain when a rock dug into her arm, and the small branches of trees collided with her body in every painful way possible, tearing her clothes and ruining her shoes, she was sure she was bleeding as she felt warm liquid everywhere. A tree was up ahead and her back collided viciously with the tree. Her head banged onto something hard, opening a gash on the left side of her head. Blood started to flow in a small, thin stream down her face, then the rate of blood increased at every move she made.
She was out of breathe and numb from any type of pain. She opened her eyes and looked up at the sky. She didn't feel the pain in her back, nor did she feel the pain in her head and she didn't even feel Jensen's hand as he was shaking her, trying to get her back to sanity. The only pain she could feel was the truth in her brothers words, the hot tears going down her face, mixing with her blood and she felt the walls of protection that she built for so long collapse into dust all too suddenly.
She didn't remove her eyes away from the sky, looking at all the bright colors as the sun was setting; orange the color of optimism, yellow the color of cheerfulness, blue the color of idealism and indigo the color of creativity.

Jensen shook Jennifer once more then she started sobbing, he pulled her into a tight embrace. He started rocking her back and forth, stroking her soft tousled hair.
Although he knew she wasn't listening to him as she cried he said, "It isn't true, what your brother said. Don't believe him, he is one of the biggest liars I have ever met in my life," he paused, "I like you more than your brother. In fact, I don't like your brother at all," he admitted.
Jennifer continued crying into Jensens shirt, not only was she soaking him with her tears she was soaking him with her blood but she didn't really care at the moment. The only thing she cared about was trying to get rid of the pain by crying. As usual, the odds were never in her favour.
Jensen pulled Jennifer away from his body to take a look at how badly she got injured during the fall. She was in terrible state; half her face soaked with blood and tears, the blood still flowing, her shirt torn at the sleeves, sections of her pants torn around the thighs and calves, blood everywhere, her shoes dirty with the forests feces and the exposed parts of her arms and legs filled with cuts and bruises from the noticed that she's getting paler by the minute as she lost more and more blood while crying her eyes out.

"We should take you to a hospital, immediately." Jensen said in a urgent tone. He knew she wouldn't be able to walk in this state. So he stood up and carried her gently into his arms. Jennifer buried her head into Jensens neck as he walked, still sobbing and he tried to calm her down. She cried until her eyes dried out of tears. Jensen continued to say kind words to her and she eventually calmed down, resting her head on his shoulder. The only movement she made were the sniffs she needed to recover from her mental breakdown.

After moments of silence as Jensen walked down the street, getting near to the entrance of a hospital.
"Jennifer..." Jensen started, "You do know he's lying. Right?"
"H-he's the likable o-one," she managed to say.
"Haha, yeah right. Who in their right mind would choose a douche over an overly nice person?" he asked.
"Everyone," Jennifer answered.
"It's 5:37, almost damn near the evening," Jensen muttered, "you ran for 30 minutes straight, I had to rest a few times to catch up. Which obviously didn't happen as your accident occurred," he continued his tone getting angrier by every word,"Robert tried to call you and you didn't pick up and you had EVERY damn right not to. Luckily, he gave me your number. I tried to call you and surprisingly, you didn't pick up too so I ran behind you, I still wonder why didn't your brother run with me," he confessed,"Now we're here in front of a hospital" he stopped as he pushed the door open.

"S-sorry" was all she could get out, her energy draining by the second.
She actually felt bad for letting him go through all of this. Jensen had a point, it should've been her brother, her family, who had to do all the hard work. Not a stranger who she met for only a couple of hours. Obviously, like the rest of her family, he didn't care much about her and Robert wouldn't notice any sort of difference whether she was dead or alive.
"It's alright," Jensen said reassuringly, "after what he'd said to you. I wouldn't really trust him to even take care of you".
Jennifer moved her head and she regretted it, the brightness of the white lights of the hospital blinded her vision making her wince.

Jensen stopped walking, "My friend had an accident in a nearby forest while running. Her whole being is obviously bruised and bleeding," Jensen said to the nurse in the reception.
"EMERGENCY CASE HERE!" the woman yelled into a microphone, speakers around the hospital mimicked what she said. Jennifer realised how bad she must've looked.
Soon she heard a man saying,"Just put her on the stretcher sir. We're gonna do our best to fix her up".
"Alright," Jensen replied as he laid Jennifer's petite body into the hospital stretcher; "I'll see you soon, Jenny," was the last thing she heard before the darkness enveloped her.