don't tell me it's alright (Ash!)

Megan was not going to go back to Degrassi. She did not care what anyone said. Jack was there. How could she feel safe there with Jack in the same place. And how was she suppose to tell her dad the REASON that she did not want to go back there. She had know idea that he already knew about Jack. And that night was something that Megan REFUSED to talk about. Every time it was even mentioned, she would put her hands over her ears. No, she would not, could not, talk about it period. And nobody was GOING to make her either. Not if she had a say in it.

It was time to get out of the house. Yeah, Megan had been dead set against doing just that. But she was also sick and tired of people TRYING to talk to her about that night. God, couldn’t she just forget about what had ALMOST happened to her. No! Did they not get it?? She did NOT want to talk about it! She wouldn’t. And what was the worst part of it was the fact that she resented her best friend for saving her life. She would never tell ANYONE, but she wished that Jack had just FINISHED her off once and for all.

And Megan did not tell anyone that she was leaving either. Well, she did not leave a note anyway. Everybody was either at school or at work. And she did NOT plan on being home before them either. A part of her did not want to even go back home until everyone was in bed, sound asleep. With a sigh, Megan left her house and headed straight to the park. It should be quiet there this time of day, since most kids were in school. But once there, she noticed someone sitting on the bench. She walked over slowly. “Rachel?” She really could not believe what she saw. Rachel, she had always seemed so happy. She never realized how much pain she had really been in. She sat down next to the girl and looked down at the blood on Rachel’s arm. But she was not going to stop her. Wouldn’t that make her a hypocrite if she did? Probably so. Without warning, Megan pulled the younger girl into her arms. “Talk to me. What’s going on?”

This was not something that Megan knew if she would handle this all that well. But well, she could try. Right? She really was not all that use to having to deal with other peoples problems. When Rachel mentioned her being humiliated, she just ignored that. Really, should she even be all that surprised? In fact she really wasn't. She never really even liked Willow. Why had she wanted to fit in even? It was stupid, but Megan had been so sick and tired of being an outcast. She wanted to belong for once in her pathetic life. It really was stupid. She hurt her friends, her family. Why had she done that? They should hate her for the things that she had done, had said.

Megan got to her feet. “Rachel...” she shook her head. “No, I am not leaving you here. You are in obvious need of a friend. Look, I do not care what you dug up, no matter how bad. I don't care what Willow had planned to do. I don't even want anything to do with that bitch. But you? You're different. You may do what Willow wants, but I understand why. Because I had been willing to do just that. Even hurt my own family. And maybe I'm not family, maybe you don't even like me, even as a friend. But I am staying here, with you. I don't care and would not stop you from cutting.” She took Rachel's hand in her own. “If I forced you to stop, I know that that would make me a complete and total hypocrite. I cut too. I totally get that need to want to cause yourself pain, to make sure that you are still alive. But please know that if you ever need to talk, I will listen. No judgement. Think of it as your very own safe zone. It can be in private if you want. Willow, or anyone else for that matter, ever has to know about this.”