Megan's POV

I woke up the next morning and honestly? I just wanted to go back to bed. My face hurt, I had a major headache and I'm pretty sure Liz was on the phone arguing which is no help seeing as though her room is right across from mine. I groaned as I pulled my blankets up over my face.

"ALEX." Liz yelled loud enough for all of China to hear. "Dont do this to me! I need you!" She was sobbing at this point. I frowned a bit. Even though she's been completely mean to me lately, she was still my twin sister and I still loved her. I slowly pulled my covers down and got off my bed. My arms instantly stretched up to the ceiling and I bent backwards a bit and groaned before standing straight back up and walking out into the hallway. I pulled my hair into a bun and stood outside of Liz's bedroom.

"Alex, please.." She whispered desperately. I watched quietly, leaning agaisnt the door frame. A few seconds later the phone lowered from her ear and fell onto the floor. She stayed seated on her bed, frozen. I walked in slowly and knocked on the door.

"Lizzie?" I asked slowly. She looked up quickly and wiped her tears. She shifted a bit in her bed.

"Hey Megan," She replied. "Did you hear that?"

I nodded slowly and frowned. "All of China could hear it.."

She giggled a bit as I took my seat next to her. Her long brown hair was cascading over her face and her body was slumping.

"What happened?" I looked at her. She looked back at me. Her bottom lip was quivering and her eyes were swollen with tears.

"You were right.. He.. He didnt love me. He just used me to get closer to Susan and.. That was it. He didnt love me. I cant believe I fell for it again. You'd think after the first time, I'd learn. He's not going to change. Ever. And I need to learn that but for some reason my heart wont let me. It just wont." She hung her head downward.

"Hey.." I whispered quietly. "It's okay Liz. You fell in love with a jerk, that's all there is to it. He played you, yes. But that doesnt make you love him anyless. It sucks to be inlove with someone like that, it does. But you'll move on and you'll find someone better. Someone who'll treat you like a princess. But sitting here dwelling on what happened isnt going to help. You should... Write a song or.. Sing a song." I said with a smile.

She looked at me and smiled back. "Thanks Megs."

"You're welcome lovely."

I smiled at her before getting up and going to get my phone and going downstairs. My stepmom, Lucy, wasnt around anywhere. I figured she must be passed out somewhere or at the club. I pursed my lips and walked into the kitchen. I grabbed a water and a fruit bar and walked over to the calendar. I smiled to myself. Two days before we leave Michigan and go to Nashville, Tennessee. I sighed happily and walked into the living room, plopped down onto the couch and turned the tv on. I switched through the channels before finally settling on MTV. I heard my phone going and quickly ran to answer it.

"Hello?" I breathe out.

"Megan!" Jake screamed on the other end.

"Jake!" I screamed back with a smile.

"What are you and Lizard up to later today?"

"Nothing, why?" I asked

"Cauuuseee..Aubs and I are throwing you guys a GoodBye Party! I wanted to make sure you can come!"

"When and where?" I asked quietly. I didnt like parties.. At all. Someone always gets hurt, or yelled at or even made fun of. But my bestfriend is helping to put it on so I must go.

"Aubrey's house at 8. BE THERE OR BE SQUARE."

"Okay! We'll be there!"

"Dont forget the music!" He added.

"Why do I have to bring music? Youre throwing the party!" I retorted.

"Every good party has a performance of some sort." He said with an usually highpitched voice.

"...Bye Jake." I laughed.

"No, wait!" He yelled.

"Whattt?" I whined.

Jake got quiet for a while then he bursted out into singing. "Dont forget meeeee, I beggggg, I remember you sayyinngg!" I cracked up laughing then hung up the phone and placed it onto the couch next to me. It buzzed again and I looked down at it to find Jake texted me.

Jake: SOMETIMES IT LASTS IN LOVE, BUT SOMETIMES IT HURTS INSTEAD. xxx see ya babe!

I giggled at the text then ran upstairs to start getting ready. I took a shower, did my hair which took hours. I couldnt decided whether I wanted to curl it, or primp it, or just leave it straight. I finally decided on curling it and leaving it down. I put my make up on, then finished up. After that, walked into my cold empty room and started pulling clothes out. After I got dressed and ready, I headed downstairs to meet up with Liz. We walked outside, giggling and got into my car. Liz wanted to drive and I wasnt in the mood to so I let her. I smiled as I looked outside of the window.

"Why so smiley?" Liz asked

"Just thinkin'," I replied back.

"About what?"

"How... We're actually moving to Nashville. The birthplace of THE Ryan Keith Follese'. Us. Me and You... We're making it, Liz." I said dreamily. I looked over at her and a smile spread across her face as she nodded.

"I know," She repled. "I couldnt be happier."

"Me neither."

A few minutes later we arrived at Jake's house. Liz instantly got out of car, screamed 'cmon, Megan!' and ran inside. I stayed inside my car for a few minutes. There were a lot of people here already. Girls and guys I didnt even know. So I knew not everyone was here for Liz and I, which is completely understandable. I stepped out of the car and slowly closed the door.

"Suck your stomach in, Megan. You look like an oompa loompa," I heard a voice say. I frowned a bit then looked down at myself. Wow, I didnt realize how bad I looked until I looked down. I frowned a bit and sucked my stomach in as far as it would allow me. I fixed my shirt so it was crimpled a bit then pulled on my shorts. There. That is much better.

I walked inside the house slowly. After looking around I headed over to the punchbowl, grabbed a cup and poured myself some punch. I pressed the top corner of my cup to my lips and took a sip. I swallowed down the cool delicious flavor of Grape and sighed in relief as it slid down my throat and down into my stomach.

"Meggggerss!" Aubrey yelled as she ran over to me. I smiled hugely as she wrapped me into a tight hug.

"Hey Aubs!" I said. She returned a smile before letting me go.

"Okay, so I know you dont know half of these people and I swear I only invited Rachel and Sarah.. Jake must've invited other people, who invited other people and the word got out."

"It's fine!" I laughed. "No biggie. The more the merrier."

I smiled at how happy everyone was. They were all dancing and singing along to the music. Maybe I was wrong, maybe things wouldnt be so bad. I took another sip of my drink before walking over to the couch and sitting down on it. I crossed both of my knees under me and pulled my phone out. I opened my notes and started going through some things I had written.

Its amazing the changes I've been feeling. I'm dreaming about seeing the world with someone like you. I've been totally shaking and my world is breaking, you wanna put it together?

I sighed quietly and smiled to myself. I wrote that about a week ago and honestly things havent changed one bit. My world is still crumbling, I'm still shaking and I just want to dissapear and I want things to get better. I sighed again and looked around. I saw a bunch of people then one girl in particular. Hannah. This girl has my on my case for the last 8 months. Teasing me and taunting me about anything and everything I do. I got up quickly to try and hide but it was too late. Hannah had seen me and was already making her way over to me.

"Megan Mace," She said with a sneer. "You look... Nice."

"Uhm.. Thanks Hannah." I said back.

"Well, I mean you look nice seeing as though you probably buy your clothes from Good Will." She laughed and her cackling crew laughed behind her. I looked down at the outfit I was wearing and swallowed.

"Thanks." I said again. My family wasnt rich. It's not like I have the money to go buy clothes from Charlotte Rouse or any of those kind of stores. Mostly, I shop at Walmart and Target and sometimes, if I'm lucky, Holister. Hannah gained a huge smirk across her face as she nodded. Although she was vindictive, you could always tell what she was thinking. I knew she was going to do something to me if I didnt make a run for it, so I ran. I got outside to the pool deck where some of her members were waiting.

Jessica was the first one I saw before my face got planted into the pool. The water felt like a thousand knives hitting not only my face, but every part of my body at once. When I said maybe things couldnt go wrong, I was so wrong. I quickly swam back up to the surface and with Jake's help I got out of the pool. The air was like another thousand knives stabbing into me as soon as I got out. Hannah was laughing along with her other friends. I looked around at everyone and they were also laughing. I felt my eyes start to swell up with tears.

"Are you okay, Megan?" Jake asked. I just looked at him in disbelief. But it wasnt even like I was looking at him.. More like I was looking through him.

"Jacob, why waste your time on a freak? You have much better friends and people you can be around, especially now that you're dating me." Hannah said. I felt the tears stream down my face, heard my heart shatter and felt a knife in my back. Before anyone could say anything else, I ran out. I pushed through crowds, and crowds of people and ran back to my house. I stumbled up the porch steps and opened the door. I looked around quickly to make sure my stepmom wasnt home and got into the kitchen. I started opening a bunch of drawers, and shuffling through things until a found my step mom's knife. I picked it up carefully, making sure to examine it. The cool blade was rough on my fingers and it was heavier than I imagined it. I swallowed some more then turned on my heel and ran up to my room. I pulled a notebook out of a box, grabbed a pen and wrote 'Nobody understands," over and over again. After filling up two complete pages, I ripped them out, ripped them into a bunch of pieces and threw them around my room like confetti. I picked the knife back up, placed it along the fragile skin against my wrist and made a line. I gasped a bit and winced once the blood started to seep through the cut, a little at first but then it started to come faster and more angrier. I did it over, and over again until I couldnt see my skin because of all the blood. But it didnt hurt one bit. It honestly felt like a wave of relief was rushing through me. My arm went numb with an instant tingly feeling. Once I dropped the knife, cleaned the wounds and the blood that had fallen onto the floor up, I grabbed my bags, my plane ticket and put on a jacket and went down to the airport. The walk was longer than I had imagine it would be. There was a lot of twists and turns and different streets and finding an entrace? That was a maze all on its own.

I walked up to the front counter nervously. The man behind the counter smiled at me.

"Can I help you?" He asked. His voice was calm and almost soothing.

"Uhm.. Yeah. I have a ticket to a flight that doesnt leave for another two days.. I need to know if I can exchange my ticket for one that leaves tonight. Like.. Now." I said nodding. I held my ticket up and reached over the counter to hand it to him. He took it gently. Although I knew I couldnt exchange tickets on such a short notice, I needed to know. He looked back at me and sighed.

"I dont normally allow people to change tickets," He said. I nodded then looked down. Great, stuck in this hell hole. "But, seeing as though it looks like an emergency, I'll make an exception." I looked up at him and smiled with relief.

"Thank you so much." I said.

He gave me another ticket. Flight 378, Nashville, gate C3, 12:25. I looked at the time and to my relief it was only 12. I took the ticket and walked to the gate and sat down. I rolled my sleeve up gently to look at the cuts. They looked really bad. They had stopped bleeding by this time, but now it was burning. My whole arm was just red and stained with cuts. I frowned a bit in shame. I know I shouldn't have done it, but I did. I felt bad but at the same time it felt so right. I sighed quietly then pulled the sleeve back down.

"Hey.." I heard a man whisper. "It's gunna be okay."

I looked over to an olderman looking at me. I smiled a bit then nodded.

"I'm serious," He said again. "Whatever you're going through that caued you to do.. That.. It'll go away. I know it seems impossible, but it will."

"How do you know?"

"My son went through it. Not cutting. But he had an eating disorder brought on by his friends saying he wasnt good enough. He was too fat then too skinny then not strong enough then too strong. No matter what he did he wasnt good enough. Sooner or later, it got to him. He started taking steroids, drinking, although he does still drink its not as often. He also was so desperate to be accepted, he started overworking himself." The man frowned at the memories. I took a deep breath in before letting my fall. "Almost died.. Quite a few times," He mumbled.

"How is he now?" I asked. His face lightened up and a smile grew across his face.

"He's good, he's really good. Healthy. He's living the life right now with his brother, and friends that love him for him."

I couldnt help but to smile a bit. I know there's hope in every bad situation. I know you have to find the thing that keeps you going. But honestly, I dont know what kept me going.

"Flight 378 to Nashville, Tennessee. Now boarding," A flight attendant called. I grabbed all my stuff together and stood up. The old man followed suit.

"Ladies first," He said with a smile. I handed the flight attendant my ticket and walked onto the plane, taking a seat somewhere in the back. I looked out of the window and sighed quietly. It was now raining. The beating sound on the plane was almost soothing, calming. I smiled a bit and put my head phones on, pressed play on my iPod. The old man took a seat next to me, but I didnt mind. He fell asleep right away and about 10 minutes into the flight, I joined him in slumber.