Prologue

It is true that everyone makes mistakes in life, whether they're big, small, or downright stupid. And I have only just realized the biggest one I ever made; that, being the best friend of Jane.

Although I know it was a mistake, I can't regret it. She was, and always in my heart will be, my best friend, my closest companion; however sad or pathetic that is.

For some strange, magical reason, she could never hurt me; she would never bully me. Maybe it was because we were close since the beginning of high school, and though Jane could have changed her mind.

She didn't.

We were like sisters.

And even though I felt the pain, and almost cried every time she showed her torturous ways to her victims in school; I didn't do anything but watch, in silent anger at her and anguish for the poor person she had picked out.

Some days I even wished she would be mean to me, hurt me, so that I knew what it felt like.

But she wouldn't do that, she could never hurt me.

Until now.