She stared at the mirror, her eyes stinging. She hated what she saw.

The scar on the side of her face was like a unbreakable lock, keeping all her lost memories inside. With it, a part of her was erased, a part she is now desperate to get back. She always missed it, and it was replaced by sadness.

That has always been her. Reeked of sadness and bad luck, struggling to stand on her own two feet.

"I can't do it," she whispered, looking at the woman next to her. She was sound asleep, it was just after she had another episode. Lately she's been better, but the better was turning into worse like day turned into night.

 "How many ways was there to look in the mirror?" she asked herself. She expected an answer, but from who?

She left it on the bed, shuffling around the room, looking through drawers, under the carpet, for any sign of anything. It was useless; nothing she haven't seen before. It was like as if someone intended for her never to know that part.

But the desperation in Ace's eyes was the only thing that kept her going.

When he looked at her, she knew why he saw more than there was to see; because he saw who she was. It was obvious Ace held a lot of secrets inside of him too, a lot of bottled up emotions. She knew nothing about Ace; but she didn't know much about herself, either.

There was screams emitting from nana's room as soon as she left it. She sprinted from the kitchen towards it, flinging the door open. The woman was looking at her with frantic, wide eyes.

"You killed her," she whispered. Eden stared at her.

"Who?" she choked out.

"My granddaughter. You killed her," the woman said.

"I didn't," Eden said, "I didn't kill anyone."

"You did," nana screamed. "You killed her."

Eden was scared to step closer, the woman in front of her was a completely new person. Her eyes wide with terror and accusatory voice, Eden almost believed it herself. She stepped forward, but the woman's screams were piercing. Eden cringed, her eyes stinging with tears. She was lost.

A gush of wind came through the door, and seconds later Ace was in the doorway next to her. His face was lightly bruised, his eyes raking over the events in hand.

He didn't ask questions. He just walked in the room, telling nana to calm down and that it was okay, as she kept repeating the same thing.

"She killed her, she killed them all."

Eden's legs were giving out, and this time not metaphorically. She was sure that this, whatever it is, would driver her even more insane than she was.

She sat on the cold floor, her back against the wall. Ace walked out minutes later, sitting in front of her and hugging her knees. He kissed her hands and placed his legs around her. At first he didn't speak because he knew he didn't need to.

"I killed her," Eden said, referring to her old self, the one she didn't even remember, but everyone wanted back.

"You didn't." He took a strand of her hair and put it behind her ear.

"I did. That's the last thing she remembers isn't it?"

"What are you talking about?" Ace asked.

"You told me you saw me in the hospital. It was twice that I tried killing myself," Eden said, her eyes now blurry with tears.

"Lie to me," she whispered, before she could begin telling him anything. She needed to hear it.

"I love you," he barely choked out, like it pained him to say it. Like he wasn't lying, but she believed he was.

"I was sixteen," she said. "I just started living with nana. I had it hard. I remembered nothing. I was a blank, and I didn't know what to do. I had bruises and I didn't remember where I got them. I didn't know my own name. I looked at the mirror and a stranger stared back at me, with a long scar on her cheek. She kept telling me that it was okay, and it wasn't. I knew it wouldn't matter in a few years time, but it mattered then, and it hurt. It was overwhelming. I snapped," she said. Ace was quiet.

"Promise me to never try again," he said. She was quiet.

"Please," he begged. She stared at him, his venerability. Maybe he had it just as hard. Maybe he had it even worse. But in any way, with just a breath, with just a heart beat, he could get her to do anything.

"I promise."

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 Eden's journal; snippet

Lies- they're the only thing that keeps me from reality right now. I can not breathe without losing my breath if I think of what would have been if it could have been.

And all of this, all of us, we are just stories that could have been. That should have been. Lies are all I can rely on right now.

Not even myself. And these words that I write here; these are no lies. Magical it is, that I want my heart to stop, but because of him, it just beats faster.

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