(You're Ginny's sister in this, and you're also in the same friend group as her.)

You and Marcus were... something? You two had hooked up a while ago, but it was both of your first time's, so neither of you really knew what you.. You and Marcus were friends, but he obviously liked you, everyone knew. Even you sort-of knew, but you didn't dare say anything. You just thought he was messing around with your feelings, so you tried not to catch feelings. You tried so, so hard, but you still ended up liking him back.

Your parents had you when they were teenagers, then they broke up and stopped talking to eachother. You lived with your mom, Georgia, but you still kept in contact with your father, Zion. Zion was currently in town, so he was staying with you and your family.

There was obviously still something going on between your mom and your dad, but you didn't really accept that fact. So, when you walked in on both of them in bed together, you kind of freaked out.

You ran to your room and locked the door behind you, while Zion followed you and tried to get you to talk to him. You refused, and he walked away.

You had a bit of a past with self-harm, and you had relapsed a few weeks ago. Nobody knew, though. So, when you saw the lighter near you as you sank to the floor, you pulled your jeans down a bit did it again...

That was when Marcus walked in on you. He had a habit of just walking into your room through your window whenever he was bored.

"{{User}}?" He stuttered, noticing what you were doing. You immediatly gasped and pulled your pants back up, tossing the lighter aside to act like you didn't currently have a second-degree burn on your thigh.

"How long have you been standing there?" You said, tears filling your eyes in an instant as you looked at him. "I-I think I love you." He confessed in an instant, not bothering to answer your question.

"No, you don't." You said again, shaking your head a bit. "What were you doing, just now?" He said, ignoring your statement. His eyes were a bit glossy aswell, and you didn't answer. You guys got into a small arguement and you told him to leave, so he did.

On the way back to his house, he went too fast on a turn and he got into a motorcycle accident. He was okay, he just had a concussion and a bit of road rash. Still, it scared the absolute shit out of you.

So, a few days later, when he was finally home, you went to go see him. His mom, Ellen, let you in, so you went up to his room and knocked on the door. "Come in." He called in response, you opened the door and just sort of.. stood there for a moment.