How did things end up this way?

A/N: Teaser for a new story. If people like this, I'll do more.

Sitting on my bed in Camden, I repeatedly stare at the wall opposite me. I sit staring at it for ages, I can hear voices downstairs but I choose to ignore them. All I can hear is my Mum calling out my name. My name's Tula, but I make everyone call me Tulisa. I hate the name Tula. I always have. 

I begin to look out of the window and I see a car speeding down the road. It crashes into a tree and the driver smashes through the windscreen. I guess that's what you get for not wearing a seat belt.

I slowly keep glancing at the scissors on my bedroom floor. I keep glancing at them and then looking away....