Lana's POV

''Rachel!" I yelled to the point of straining my voice, but she was off in the woods

"Hey guys, whats going on?" Paul asked walking up with Ringo

"Rachel ran into the woods" I sighed

"I'm gonna go find her, wanna come Paul?" George asked

"Sure" Paul smiled following George into the woods

"Don't follow me" I said running into the house, I ran up to my room and locked the door with no plans of coming out anytime soon

"Lana!" John yelled after me, he got to the door and tried to open it

"Open the door Lana!" John yelled

"Go away John, I'm not opening the damn door!" I yelled back

"Fine stay in there!" John yelled then stomped down the stairs

I sat on the windowsill with one foot out the window and cigarette in hand, I was crazy if I thought I was quiting anytime soon. She couldn't make me stop, smoking is for weak people, but I can't always be strong.

After a bit I grabbed John's mouth organ that was just sitting on my bedside table, my mum used to play and taught me a few things, I sat on the windowsill and played the mouth organ to myself. Then threw it on the ground in anger as a tear rolled down my cheek, I could just jump out the window and then it would all be over, my constant need to please people who only care when they need something, and I wasn't just talking about now. Past, present and probaly future my life would consist of me caring to much to only get hurt in the end. I sat now, with both my legs out the window.

Forget jumping, you just have to plunge through it like you always do.

I always tell myself this before my attempts.

Right now I just needed to waste away for awhile, I've never been a people person, never liked people, never had a true love story, people are so  complicated.

So what's the point in trying to please them?

Written by Hannah