Waking up next to a body wasn't anything new for Michael, nor was the smell of alcohol and sex. He didn't remember anything from the night before, not that he cared. He simply got up and found all of his clothes, not bothering to spare a glance at whoever was in still in the bed. Sighing as he stepped out of the small apartment complex he had come out of, Michael dug around in his pocket looking for the box of cigarettes and a lighter. Once he had a lit stick in his hand, he started his walk home.
Mornings were always the hardest part of the day; waking up and realizing what his life had come to. His art major was complete crap. Yes, he was good, but majoring in art was a lot harder than it sounded. He'd only had three paintings shown in three different gallery's in the past two years. Which only brought him $300 a piece. He was still working at A local burger joint making minimum wage. His only real friend was Calum, who only wanted to go out and party.
Yet, worst of all it had been exactly two years since he had given up his little girl.
Two years since he lost the meaning of life.
He constantly thought back to that day, how his life would have been so much different if he kept his little girl.
He wouldn't be getting high with Calum before their classes, he wouldn't be going to a different club every night, he wouldn't be sleeping his days away wasting his life.
Sadly, he can't go back in time, he can't bring himself to look at his future, and he cant face the moment, so he lights another cigarette.
I'm so sorry this is short & way late. I started up high school, and it's my first year not being homeschooled so it's been quite stressful. I'm hoping I can update more frequently now. I hope you all are doing well. -Mads
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Doorsteps {muke}
Fanfic"He masked the baby's head and dumped her on a doorstep" Lightly based of the song 'This Night Has Opened My Eyes' By The Smiths Part 2 in the Smiths Songs series
