(Warning: gets sadder. I came *this close* *presses fingers together hard* to crying.)
(Also.... sorry if I'm cliche. I... just really don't want to encourage anyone to do anything... bad to themselves.)

I stood up, wanting noting more than to stay in this tiny bathroom forever.
But no.... I've got to meet Lukas at the hub.
What the heck does Lukas want with me? He's never been concerned about me before... why now?
I tightened my corset tight, pulling my shirt on above it.
I slipped on my vest, putting arm warmers on my arms.
I looked at myself in the mirror, forcing a smile.
Anyone who looked at me would think that I'm fine.
That I'm not falling apart.
Leave. Lukas is probably just trying to talk down to you.... just trying to make you feel bad.
Slinging my pick axe over my shoulder, I walk out into the cold air.
....I'm heading by the hub.
But I'm not going to arrive there any time soon.

...

The sun was setting, painting a beautiful sunset over the horizon.
I had been walking the whole day, dreading the thought of having to come here.
I took a deep breath, opening the giant glass doors.

...

Everyone was gathered in the room, all looking equally concerned.
It was eerily quiet, no sound being uttered.
I stared at them, wanting to run away.
"Petra.." started Jesse, walking over to me. "What's wrong with you? We can see that something's bothering you."
He reached out for me, but I pulled away.
"So NOW you notice?!" I wailed, clutching my hands to my chest. "NOW you notice... just how broken I've been!"
"What are you talking about?!" Snapped Jess, stomping over. "You've been acting so DEPRESSED recently! When will you understand that people have it worse than you?!"
Her gaze travelled to my arm warmers.
I fought back tears, feeling everyone stare at me.
"Petra... don't shut us out-" Lukas began.
"NO!" I shouted. "YOU GUYS ARE THE ONES WHO HAVE BEEN SHUTTING ME OUT!"
I felt tears start to fall down my face.
"Stop being so emotional, Petra." Growled Axel, walking over. "I know you've been through tough things, but that doesn't give you a reason to act like this."
I bit my lip, wanting to disappear.
So... now my friends don't even care.
WHEN WILL THEY UNDERSTAND THAT PAIN IS RELEVANT?!
I felt more tears fall down my face, rage making me shake.
I hate my friends for abandoning me. I hate this world for being so cruel. I hate society for breaking me.

...

She looked so angry.
Sad and scared, she ripped off her arm warmers, revealing her cuts and scars.
"NOW TELL ME THAT PEOPLE HAVE IT WORSE." She snarled, running out of the hub.
She started sobbing, leaving the rest of the order behind.

...

I ran.
I ran, and I ran, remembering Jesse and I at endercon.
The.... the bridge.
The... the water's gone.
I continued running, feeling the wind whip through my hair.

I was going to visit an old memory.

And this time, I'm not coming home.