The wreckage

Prologue:

Prologue:
"Saturday, January 14 2017, 2:30
We got together. Red and me."
(Yes, I know the precise time.)

"Can't you just shut up?!" He yelled at them "Stop it! Stop it! Stop it!" They just kept on talking, saying the worst of things. Telling him that his suicidal mind, was right. Saying he should do it, that he should just end it all. They would never shut up, not unless she was around. Not unless she, the girl he'd fell in love with, was here. The girl he fell in love with, who was already taken. He knew he might not ever get her, but her presence made him happy, and made them shut up. One day though, this day. She left. So, they kept on talking, telling him he should end it. They talked until he couldn't stand it anymore, and then, as he was about to do something he would have reggretted, she finally came back. They shut up and he was happy again for a while. He's happy for a commercial break from his voices, then its back to his sad self again. She heals him, but he can't fully heal because she has another soul to heal. A soul that's broken her to her core but, she always comes back for more, for more of his fake love that she had been blinded to because she loved him too much, more than he could have imagined. It was her only crime, loving someone who didnt feel the same way as her but, until the day she is his, he'll be forever broken. Hopefully, that day is soon.

And, that day came on January fourteenth. It all happened on January thirteenth, a Friday. She broke up with the guy who always hurt her, who always crushed her heart into millions of pieces everyday, who always broke her spirits, she finally broke up with him. He never deserved her, she was beyond creation, she was perfection in one body. He loved her with all his heart and more, he'd loved her since the day they'd met. He'd thought she was perfect. And not like those fairytales. He actually thought she was perfect when, she was not.
She was just a regular girl who was always taken for granted, who was used to all the pain people put her through. She was sensitive. But that's the way he liked her. And so, on January fourteenth, they got together. She was the happiest girl in the world on that day because the guy she loved and fell in love with had noticed that she too loved him as unconditionally as he to her.
Ever since January fourteenth, she's felt like a new person. She feels like, she can actually feel. Its not that complicated. Since she first heard about what her ex-boyfriend had been doing with another girl while they were still together she's felt numb. She felt like her whole world crashed down around her and the only other person who could help her get through the wreckage was Red. Like her heart fell out of place and all the tiny pieces were lost in the cracks of her bones and he was the only one who could find them and put them back together again. Like her existence was fading, like she was turning into dust and he was there to keep her in place.
He was her hero.
And she was his princess.
She felt like they fit together perfectly. Like as if soulmates existed, he would be hers.