Punks Not Dead

Reason To Live

•Maxi's POV•

Lilith and I have been friends ever since I moved to Hackney from France. I met her a month before I had met Sid and Rotten. The lot of us quickly became best friends.

When I moved into an apartment, I figured I needed someone to help me support myself and Lilith came to my aid.

When I got back from New York, after the time Sid left me for good, I was so strung out and lost. I had done so many drugs in America, that it was a miracle that I hadn't overdosed or even worse, died.

Upon my return, Lilith took care of me as best as she could. It was at about the same time that my uncle let me work at the record store that him and my Father had established.

After returning to England, I got to see my father one last time before he died from Diabetes complications. He told me that no matter what I do and no matter what I had done, he was still proud of me. He also told me that I should go visit my mother in France.

However, I never did go see my mother.

Now, Sid's in this whole mix up. I want to take care of him like my friends and family had done for me. I want him to be a part of my family. I never want him to leave me, like I would never leave him.

I was really tired from the night that I had had with Sid. I didn't know were we currently stood, but we had shared such a passionate night together. It had been amazing.

It was almost noon when I finally got up. Sid stayed in bed, curled up and mumbling to himself in his sleep. Chuckling softly, I make my way out of my bedroom and into the living room. Lilith is sitting there, grinning and clearly content with herself.

Lilith and I still party and do drugs on occasion. We usually monitor each other and never leave without each other when we are partying. Right now, she's probably coming off of speed or something. I can't tell. I'm too joyful and blissful to really care.

"Have a nice night, eh?" She asks, smirking.

"Shut up," I grumble, turning on the T.V.

"There's nothing good on, trust me. I've been watching it alllll night." Lilith giggles at her own comment and closes her eyes.

"Oh well, I haven't..." I mutter and continue flipping through the channels.

She makes her way into the kitchen. I turn off the T.V, unable to find anything worth watching and follow her.

"What's up?" she asks, hopping up onto the counter.

I prepare myself a bowl of cereal in silence and sit at the table. After my first bite, I let her know exactly how I'm feeling...