Finding our Voices {Nicholas McDonald & Sam Callahan}

Chapter 11

jess' pov.

Me and dad left the room to let mum talk to lauren 'privately', when really it wasn't really private when we could hear the full shouting/ screaming coming from the room.

"Why on earth are you so pissed out of your head Lauren?!" Shouted mum as I could imagine lauren with a tipsy smile on her face.

"Whatttt i'm not drunk, at alllllll" I let out a little giggle and looked at dad.

"Jess really! You should not be laughing this isn't funny!" Dad shouted at me but then I looked him in the eyes and raised my eyebrow. We both burst out laughing.

"JUST GO TO BED LAUREN WE WILL TALK ABOUT THIS TOMORROW!" Oh no mums blew it. As lauren walks out of the room I grabbed her and took her to her room. I undressed her and put her into bed with the glass of water next to her.

"Lauren... why?" I say as she looked up at me.

"Just forget it Jess, you wouldn't understand" She said turning her body away from mine so I couldn't see her face.

"What wont I understand lauren!" I shouted getting mad. The alcohol in her system getting to her bad side.

"The only reason why I drink is to forget about my Mom dying!" She shouted

"There are other ways to deal with people dying lauren than just taking it out on yourself!" I say as I sat on the end of her bed.

"How would you know Jess, you have never been through something so bad like this! I bet someone who you have ever loved so much has never just left you standing there with your heart ripped in two because they have gone and you will never get to see them ever again!" She said sitting up and looking at me. "My mother has gone and I will never get to see her again until its my time to go! I don't have a family anymore, I don't have anyone who can help me. No one understands the way I feel because no one cares" She said; she didn't know about me, she doesn't know that I had lost someone close to me who died and I can never get them back. ever again.

"Do you know what Lauren!" I say standing up and looking at her. " I do kno what it feels like to lose someone that I love very very much!" I sat as tears start to prick in my swollen and tired eyes. "I lost my boyfriend! I lost Harry... he died of cancer just last year! We were best friends until we were 10 and then he asked me to be his boyfriend and I have been ever since he died! That's 6 years I was with him for! 6 years. He didn't even tell me he had cancer because he was too scared that he would lose me. I haven't been happy since! The only time that I have been happy is when we adopted you. I thought that I would of found a sister that I could have for life and do everything with as well as her being my best friend! I could now start over and forget about everything!" After I said that I picked up Lauren's jumper to go and put it in the wash. I walked down stairs to the laundry room and emptied all her pockets until I found a little packet that caught my eye. I pulled it out and turned on the light so I could see better. I held it up and it contained white powder. Someone walked into the room as I looked to my right it was mum.

"Is that..." she started.

"Laurens" I nodded.

Lauren's POV

I just woke up and I wish I never drank last night. My head felt like there was a car alarm going off inside of it. I felt sick, tired and achey. I picked up my phone and read the time. It was half past 1 in the afternoon. I pulled the covers back and sat on the edge of my bed, I tried to stand up but wobbled slightly, I almost fell but I felt a pair of hands grab me to stop me from falling. My vision was blurred and when I turned to face who I went light headed but the pair of hands were still holding me up.