He saw her in the crowd. She was having so much fun. She was jumping around, dancing, singing, and just enjoying everything in general. She loved every bit of that concert. But eventually all of that would end. She would be dragged by her legs back into her own mental hell. She was broken. The day he met her, was a day he'd never forget. He knew that. But he didn't know that he would feel anything extra. He would never forget her. Most of the time she never thought anything of him. She forced herself to shut him out. Just like she did with everyone else. She felt useless. So she tried to fix herself. She wanted to leave, but not just for a while. But forever. She was going to do it despite whatever he said. He said she was important, but she knew that he was lying. Everyone thought she was just a depressed emo, who would do the things did just to make herself seem important. She knew she meant nothing to him....or anyone. She tried. But she failed. For he got in her way. He stopped her from completing the one thing that would make her.....happy.....forever happy. But he wouldn't allow it. She thought she was just a meaningless fan. But that wasn't true. Because to him........ She was so much more....... //TRIGGER WARNING//

Youtube is your life. Youtube is your safe haven. Well, it used to be. It starts to get unbearable. The stress. The time. And...the constant hate. You decide to quit...for a little bit. You need someone to vent to, so you call up an old friend. Mark Fishbach. He advises you to just start over. So you move to LA. You forget about Youtube, and try to move on to other jobs. You fill out application after application. Your having an existential crisis. You vent to Mark once again. This time he actually has something good to say. He offers you to come work for him. Just one thing.... you have to go back to Youtube. But that's okay, because your new friends help you to not sweat all the hate. Your friends are truly amazing....especially one guy in particular.... //TRIGGER WARNING!!//

You were captured, tortured and broken. You lost all hope, there is nothing or no one that can bring you light or love ever again, or is there? Trigger Warning - This story has graphic depictions of violence, very brief non-consensual scenes, suicidal situations and strong language. Read at your own cost. Cover isn't mine, credit to the artist. Major Editing Underway!! Story is on hold until I completely edit up to where I left off. Hope you guys understand!!