A/N- Hey, I just wanted to say that anyone who has read my other story. Love Sucks. I won't be continuing it anymore, because I can't see the plot going anywhere. I did actually have like another 5-8 chapters written but my laptop got wiped and I have lost all of my work and my internet was off for most of the summer. I also have a new laptop so, yay! Anyway, Love Sucks won't be updated anymore. If anyone wants to take LS off me (which I highly doubt) then be my guest! Just send me a message so I can check it out though. Aaaaand for this story! This is just a prologue which takes place like a year in the future. This story will contain some femslash later on, and there could be more depending on what direction this story ends up going in. So you have been warned about that. If you don't like it press the big red 'X' button in the top corner of your screen. Thank you for reading this, sorry it's so long, hope you enjoy it!

It was her fault.

Dawn drew in a shaky breath.

She had caused so much damage. Damage, that couldn't be undone. Damage to those she cared so dearly for. Now what was she left with?

Dawn drew her legs in closer to her body, giving her a sense of security. She hadn't felt this in a long time.

"I miss you."she whispered into the open air, hoping she would get a reply, but knowing that was impossible.

"If I could rewind time, I'd do everythingdifferently." she sighed, as a tear shed from her strained eyes. "I wouldn't have put you through hell." Dawn stood up from the riverbank she was sat beside, and tightened her grip on the orange lily that was entwined in her fingers. She faced the riverbank.

"You shouldn't be dead." Dawn said in a whisper as she began to cry softly. "You were my life. I was too late to realise that."

It had been an average summer's day, a warm long day. Dawn had decided to go down the river, on the way she had seen a beautiful orange lily. She picked it delicately and held it close to her until now.

"I-I brought you this flower." Dawn said sheepishly, although nobody was there. "It reminded me of you, the orange... Warm and kind like you were." She bent down and carefully put the lily in the water. "You are my best friend. I will alwayslove you." she cried by herself as her eyes watched the orange lily float in the water.

She was selfish, she had caused her best friend to commit suicide. Right here, at this very river. Dawn tried not to remember that horrific night, the night she had to choose.

"Dawn." An all too familiar voice called from behind her. She didn't move. She couldn't. Dawn breathed in deeply and felt a hand on her shoulder, it startled her.

"We should go Dawn. You shouldn't keep coming back here."

Dawn didn't reply.

"Your mum will be worried sick, I promised her I'd get you home." the voice said softly.

Dawn turned around and looked into the eyes of her lover. She smiled softly, wiping away a salty tear.

"Ok." she agreed hesitantly after a quick glance back at the river bank.