Her.

Fourteen.

~Flashback~

Faye had this pain inside of her she couldn't get out of her head like there was something sick inside of her. Everyday was a constant reminder of a new flaw about herself, her looks reminding her about Harry's resemblance towards one another. She couldn't stand being in that household to get raped or touched by her father while her mother played dumb snorting cocaine up her nose knowing her brother heard it all but refused to do anything about it.

She was tired.

To wake up everyday with a heavyweight on her chest seeing it drain you mentally, emotionally,and physically seeing the happy girl you were one suddenly fake it hurt a lot. Nothing to you mattered; It's like your feelings had a sudden turn off switch. Faye went out partying and started to do hard core drugs making it only fade anyway for a couple of hours but it would come back either way. There was no escaping the demons that hunted her down. Every day seemed like a game to Faye- to wonder how long she would survive after being tortured day in and day out, to see how deep she would cut herself now, to see how hard it was to kill her father, to see how long she would take in day after day but now it was Game Over.

She lost.

The torment Faye faced everyday since she was twelve caught up to her and she was finally done. No one was there for her; they expected her to be perfect like her family members. When she opened up about it she was called a freak. When she tried to find love it was in the wrong place. Nothing Faye ever did was good enough for her or the people around her, their expectations so high and she was just a fifth teen year old trying to make something of herself. All she wanted to do was join cheer or chess and help out at shelters or volunteer at the vet but no; everyone brought her down calling her stupid for thinking that stuffing pills down her throat was the only way for her to live.

Faye wipes her tears pulling out Harry's gun from her waist, hiccuping. She didn't have to think twice about doing this, she knew that this is what was destined for her and finally this choice she had made for herself seemed to make her sleep at night. She was tired of waking up by her fathers side realizing he had drugged her and raped her. Faye cocks the gun hoping that she wouldn't flinch by the sound of it. There seemed no other way to live the life she had, suicide seemed like the only option she had.

She raises the gun towards her chin purposely thinking of any happy memories she had to try and make her not want to pull the trigger but none had came to mind. She was always the toy that the family played with, no one could see the bright and brilliant girl was and it hurts more to know that you were brought in this world to be abused and thrown around till you didn't have anything left to offer anymore.

Faye presses down on the trigger a sudden hard body flying into her the gunshot missing her head but an inch but scratching her chin. She gasped falling down the gun falling out of hand as she saw a tall broad man on his knees next to her looking with fear. He snatched the gun up from the floor putting the safety on before stuffing it in his back pocket. "What did you do?" She screams raising her arm putting up a fist but he caught it. She raised her other arm but he pulled her into his chest wrapping his strong arms around her "What did you do? What did you do? What did you do?!" She roared thrashing into his chest before tears fell down her chest. Faye's screams turning into loud sobs, she felt his arms around her body as if he would protect her which was all she ever wanted.

All she wanted was to be held.

"Let me die." She wailed a soft punch on his chest as he stared down at the forest floor feeling horrible for this girl. "Let ...me ...die." She continued on sobbing between hiccups the pain she felt seemed somehow more unbearable then it did a minute ago. All Faye wanted was attention and love by someone who meant it and if all she could get was this stranger hugging her then so be it.

She sobbed for minutes begging for the man to take her life cursing at him for stopping her but she ended up falling asleep in his arms his red shirt wet on his chest area where she was crying. His big green eyes looking at her perfect feature dressed in a dark blue shirt with a white t shirt tucked in, her long black hair let loose. "What happened to you?" He whispers.