Roller Coaster

THE - Tears

We're getting closer, I can feel it. I've been searching in nearby towns and looking for people. By people, I mean her mother. I have to watch myself, though. Her mom was big on drugs, and I have to find her.

"Kathy MacDoolin. Know her?" The man had many facial tattoos and piercings, a stereotypical drug dealer. His chin was cocked up to show his dominance, but I wasn't afraid. For once, I wasn't afraid. The guy sized me up and down, and shook his head.

"No idea, boy. But I suggest that you get outta here before my friends and I have some fun with you." He smirked at me and I showed no emotion, and walked away. I was so close. My next move was a different city. I heard about this guy who should knows everybody.

The drive there only took me about half an hour, and it only took me 10 to find him. He's not very discreet, but maybe that's his gimmick. Who would sell right in front of the cops?

"What are you lookin' for kid?" I was a little intimidated by this guy, however. But I couldn't show him that. "Kathy MacDoolin. She has something I want back." The dude just looked at me and laughed. "Kathy, Kathy, Kathy. She doesn't have shit. I know for a fact." He brought his hand up to wipe his chin, making himself look really cocky. He just stared at me for a couple seconds before his face turned almost deadly. "Look, kid. Kathy MacDoolin doesn't have anything you want. Unless you're looking for some action, which she's got that." He winked at me and put a hand on my shoulder. I looked at him in disgust. "Just go back home and relax, boy. If you need anything, I'm Gavin."

By the time I got back home, it was 10 o'clock at night. As soon as I walked through the door, I was bombarded by questions from the boys.

"Where were you?"
"Did you find her?"
"Are you okay?"

"I was looking for any leads. I didn't find her, obviously or else I would have her. And yes, I'm quite alright." I walked back to my room and almost slammed the door, but I know I would break it. With all the stress of finding Mea, I've been going to the gym two or three times a day. I could hear the boys sigh as I laid down on my bed, trying to think of ways to find her.

I woke up in a sweat, and I was panting.

"Harry! Harry, help me. Stop him!" Mea was laid on a bed in a bare room, being bare herself. A man was on top of her, kissing hungrily down her neck. She tried to shove him off, but she was so weak. I saw faint bruises everywhere on her tiny, fragile body. It looks as if she hasn't ate in weeks. I stood in the corner of the room, unable to move. "Please." She pleaded, tears in her eyes. Her eyes met mine and I felt a warm tear hit my cheek. I tried to scream at the man, but nothing came out. He suddenly turned towards me, hands in fists, storming straight at me.

Before he had the chance to hit me, I woke up. I was actually crying, I found out as I wiped my face, being extremely sweaty. I got up so I could take a shower. The hot water touched my skin and I let out a sigh.

I cried over Mea for the first time that night in the shower.

I'm trying my best to elongate these chapters, I promise!

Again, thanks for reading and I hope you all continue to do so.