What Is Left?

Two

I snapped back to reality.

Today, Melissa and I live in a flat, still in London. We're happier but everybody can see that we are broken. Ever since the father we knew disappeared, I have practically been her parent. She seems pretty happy about it. But I can see how she's still hurting as I am. I've noticed she's been hanging out with people who may not be the best company for her. But as long as she's okay, I will not meddle. I've also noticed that she has been smoking sometimes, I talked to her about it and she promised she would stop.

It's 7:30 PM and I'm on my way home from work, I work at a McDonald's, fancy ain't it? Since it's just the two of us, I work long days to support us. But today, I had to leave a bit early since I didn't feel too well.

As I get to our floor and step out of the elevator, I hear it. Loud music, shouting voices and also the smell of alcohol and cigarettes. With everything I have, I hope it's not coming from my home. As I open the door, my hopes fly away with the wind. There inside that little flat are about 20 people. Boys and girls, mostly boys. Some older, some younger. There are bottles of vodka, whiskey and other drinks everywhere. Burnt out cigarettes are laying literally everywhere. When I focus on the couch, I see the one thing that tips everything over the edge. There she is sitting, my innocent little Melissa Hannah Rowe, snorting a line of something I assume is cocaine. As I take a step in, I am instantly handed a joint.

That's it!

"EVERYBODY GET OUT! NOW!" I shout at the top of my lungs. Melissas head quickly turns against me, the shame growing deep. Most of the people are leaving at my first command. Some stay put. I look at them and they leave as well.

When everybody has left there is an awkward silence between us. I don't even know what to say and she is probably too ashamed.

"Josh.. I thought you were working until 1.." she started.

"So what? What does that even matter? So you were just going to get high, drunk and clean everything up like nothing happened before I came home huh? That doesn't make it better! I don't want you to do these things at all Mel, can't you see? I can't lose you too, you're everything I have! If I lose you too, I have literally nothing left!"

"I'm so sorry, I didn't see it from your point of view." she apologised.

"How long have you been doing drugs Melissa?" I asked, scared of what the answer might be. "You have to stop right now!" I added.

"A while. It's not that easy Josh, you wouldn't understand.."

"No! You're completely correct, because my hands have been full of working to support you and raise you! Who raised and helped me when I needed it Melissa?! I need you to see someone. Go to rehab before it's too late. Do this for me, please!" I begged her. Not even angry, just worried. I couldn't lose her as well.

"Okay. I promise! I am so sorry, Josh! I'll get checked in somewhere. We'll make sure of it." She threw her arms out for a hug, which I quickly accepted and I hugged her tightly for what felt like 15 minutes. She slept in my bed that night, I didn't want her to be alone and neither did she. We have always had a special bond to each other and I guess that's why it hurt even more when she lied to me. But I'm glad that she's willing to seek help for both hers and my sake.

I just repeat it over and over again in my head; what would I do if I lost her? What would I be without her? Those were my thoughts as I drifted off into a long nights sleep.

*

As I woke up, the Saturday sunrise lit up my room. I looked over at the clock, 8:15. I wish I could've slept a bit more, but since I'm awake I might as well go up. Melissa and I were going to find a good rehab for her today, even if it wasn't that bad yet I wanted to handle it before it was. Therefor I decided to go to a coffee shop close by, I know how much she loves coffee in the morning. I wish I could say she's not the regular 15-year old who likes it with ten spoons of sugar and a whole milk carton in it, but unfortunately that's exactly what she is. I made myself look as decent as possible after that many hours of work the last couple of weeks before I left the apartment.

I sat down and waited for our two cups. That's when I suddenly got soaked, like someone just turned on a shower. But after a couple of seconds, I felt the heat. It was coffee. I stood up immediately because of the tiny burning the heat left me, then I looked up to see who spilt it. That's when I saw them. Those beautiful, mesmerizing and breathtaking blue eyes I never thought could be real. As I finally let my eyes leave them, I realised the redness on the persons cheeks as the shame burnt deep down within.

"Hey, it's okay! I'm fine." I assured with a smile.

"A-are you sure? I-I really am truly sorry!"

"I promise. I'm Josh! Nice to meet you." I greeted and left my hand for her to take.

"I'm Alice!" she accepted my hand and that's when I got the name of the pair of the powerful blue eyes. I have always been afraid to lose people. To lose the ones I have left. But now....

I think I might lose myself.

Authors Note!!

So I know these two chapters have been really short but it's my first time being serious with writing a story here. I hope you guys could share it a bit and give response if you like it or if you don't. 

And it you're reading this, I just want to say thank you! I think this is really fun so I hope you'll inspire me to continue! Thanks again!

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