𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐆𝐍𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐀𝐒𝐓, 𝐫𝐨𝐛 𝐫𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐜𝐡

𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞

✧*̥˚ prologue *̥˚✧

The leaves that fall on the group could suggest many things to most people; the ending of a season, a lack of rainfall, poisonous substances found in the soil, traveling up through the roots. But to India Miller, it meant a new start, the dead leaves colorful as they flood the already dampened sidewalks of New York City, painting the concrete with various hues of orange, red, and yellow.

That's always how she felt about her love life; while some, views her romance in a negative light, the beginning of the cold that will inevitably follow, thinning the air out, making it hard to breathe, she views every wrongdoing in her love life at a refresh. Much like the leaves that were falling, in preparation to become anew. She found herself learning new things about the world with each failed relationship, talking stage, and situationship.

She liked to view herself as a diamond, as self centered as she knew that sounded. India knew her worth, knew she was prized by some, copied by those that could not afford her. She was hard to break; the life lessons her mother taught her during her adolescent years, the hardships that shaped her into the woman she is today. A hard shell that had it's beauty, coming from nothing but a lump of coal. A prized possession for some.

India never felt pressured to find love, the satisfaction of good friendships, and her vibrator sufficing her enough. But as much as she tried to bury it deep beneath her layers, skin, muscle, and all, she couldn't help but yearn for the feeling of being wanted, being pined after, being touched by someone she knew would rather die than to cause her pain.

Which is ironic, considering the girl always preferred her men a little toxic, a small chase that would only heighten her desire to be loved.

She remains unaware of what lies ahead in the next six weeks, the chase that would soon overwhelm her, encapsulate her very being, and cause more heartache than she could ever imagine. Usually, she would never continuously put herself through that gut wrenching feeling, but when it comes to one certain boy, she purposefully finds herself slowly and surely killing away her heart.