Audrey sat in the back of the car, her chin on her palm as she stared out the wet window silently. It was pouring rain as you drove her home from the hospital. The ride was silent, to say the least. Every minute or so you would stare at her from your rear view mirror. From now on you had to keep a sharp eye on her. Literally. She was placed on suicide and self harm watch. You were given all kinds of directions to help keep her safe, along with anti depressant pills for her to take, but you didn't mind. You couldn't lose her, or even come close again. Her eyes were on the soaked houses and roads passing by, but her mind was on the memories. Memories that she wished she didn't have to call her life. That's all she was thinking about as the car drove home. She was zoned out of reality.