Almost Doesn't Count (Megan)

Megan was upstairs in her room. Lately, it just seemed like she didn't want to go out much. Maybe she was afraid. She wasn't even sure herself. Things just seemed so....out of control. Sure, she knew that her dad would never harm her again. But, really, it didn't change her past. Change the things she'd gown through. And only Ben knew about what her father had down to her not too long ago. But Megan definetely was in no rush to let anyone else know, either.

Sighing Megan walked into her bedroom, and turned the radio of her stereo on. Automatically, a song came on 98.1. 'The Call' by Regina Specktor. Megan layed down on the bed, humming to the song, softly.

"It started out as a feeling which then grew into a hope. Which then grew into a quiet thought. Which then turned into a quiet word." She began to sing, softly.

"Just because everything's changing, doesn't mean it's never been this way before. All you can do is try to know who your friends are as you head off to the war. Pick a star on the dark horizon and follow the light. You'll come back when it's over.
No need to say goodbye." Megan just felt as though she were in a bad place. A part of her just felt the need to be alone. And singing...singing a song like this...well, it usually helped her a little. Being alone helped.

"Now we're back to the beginning. It's just a feeling and no one knows yet. But just because they can't feel it too, doesn't mean that you have to forget. Let your memories grow stronger and stronger 'til they're before your eyes. You'll come back when they call you. No need to say goodbye." She could almost feel the start of tears stinging her eyes.

Just as the song had ended, however, the lights went out. So, getting out of her bed, she left her room and went outside. And decided to check the garage. Only to find her sister. "Hannah! What do you think you're doing! You are suppose to ask before messing with other people's stuff! Especially my stuff! Do you have any idea how much that guitar had cost?! Huh?"

Megan took the guitar and turned to her sister, as Hannah started to head out. "No! It most certainly will not be fine! You can't just take my things without my permission!" As she spoke, Megan shook the guitar somewhat. "I mean look at this! You could have ruined it! Don't you have any consideration for other people's belongings?!"

Megan took a step back and looked down at her sister. "No. I'm not gonna hurt you. I would never." She spoke in a soft tone, and set her guitar back on it's stand. "I'm sorry, Hannah. I-I wouldn't hurt you. I just wished that you had asked first."

Megan looked down at Hannah, confused. "Hannah.." Megan spoke softly, kneeling down infront of her sister. "Hannah, it's okay. You are home. You're not there anymore." It scared Megan to see her like this, so scared. Megan had never seen Hannah so terrified before.

"Hannah, It's okay. Everything's okay now. No one will hurt you again. I promise." Megan placed her hand gently on Hannah's knee.

When Hannah screamed, Megan jumped back. "Hannah...It's me." She looked down at the knife, a bit frightened of the way Hannah was reacting. "It's your sister. It's Megan. You're scaring me."

Megan looked down at her sister and knelt down again. "Shhh. It's okay. Everything's okay now." She then gave her sister a hug.