It was hot in the office as Parker finished filing the last stack of folders laid out by her superiors. The work was robotic, endless, and so dull that it was constantly putting her in a state near sleep. For only being a temp she wondered why she was always the last to leave. She could sense the darkness in the hallways and offices beside her and a silence only broken by the standing fan. She finished her work and logged her timecard in the computer. She'd gotten so used to the routine over the summer that everyday passed into the next without notice. She didn't even realize that students from all over that states were filing into the Hearst dorms without her. There wasn't even a discussion about it with her parents, just an assumption that Community College near home would be her only option. After what had happened at the end of the school year her parents had put her on constant house arrest, recommended by her psychiatrist. Her work was the only way to escape. She was too ashamed to face her friends, the ones at home, or the ones in Neptune. Mac was there for her the first couple months, but she eventually had to go back to Neptune. Though Parker refused to reply to her texts and messages, Mac still tried every night to contact her. But Parker felt distant from all her friends. Everyone around her was moving on and Parker felt the constant force of her past holding her back. She was separated from her friends by the happiness she could no longer share with them. She had given up hope for that months ago. She had decided that life wasn't worth living anymore and she was tired of waiting for everything to get better. So she decided to end it all. But she realized that her suffering was just beginning. The pain in her wrists never ceased and as she laid on the bathroom floor bleeding out, longing for a release. Instead she was saved. And she'll never forgive the person responsible.