Weeks past, it turned into a daily thing. I call Santana, no answer. I leave a voicemail. I walk into the bathroom grab the lighter, hair clip and razor blade. I burn ten marks into me. Cut three deep cuts, watch the blood go down my wrist. Its became such a normal cycle that my little sister can tell something is up. Charlie would come in and ask whats wrong. I would tell her nothing. She is a pretty smart five year old. She looks like my older sister Meadow. She has dirty blonde hair and dark mysterious brown eyes. She has dimples that come out only when she laughs really hard. Everyday she comes in my room and just sits there and watches me. When she has to go to bed she comes up to me hugs me and say "Night Britty". I come home from school go in my room and stay in there all day. After four months my mom knew something was up. She brought me to the doctors and i was diagnosed with severe depression. Its about graduation time right now. I heard that Santana and Quinn and Rachel were coming to see us. I got so excited. Santana, the girl i am in love with and still heart broken over, is coming to Lima, Ohio. I can't wait to see her! Its time! My name is going to be called next. But i still haven't seen her. I am starting to think she isn't going to show. I then hear my name. "Brittany Pierce". I jump up and put a fake grin on my face. I then heard a familiar voice yelling. This time my grin was bigger and was real. I grab my diploma and walk to the other side of the stage. I get my picture taken and go back to where i sat. I look in the crowd and i see her. She is next to Rachel and Quinn. I look into her eyes and see regret and guilt and pride. I start sobbing. Once everything was done, i run down towards her. I wanted to just jump in her arms. But i stopped right in front of her and asked a question with my eyes. She responds by crying and whispering "I'm sorry". She then hugs me. I hug her back, i hug her so tight i thought she was gonna burst. That's when she comes along.