Prologue.

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"Gabbie, I'm sorry, I know, I know you tried your best to help me throughout last year, I know I'm failing you right now, you did your best to help me quit drugs, I'm .."  a sob escapes my mouth. Making my lips tremble horribly. Tears flow down my face till they reach their journey down on her grave, straining my shirt in the process.
I wipe my face with the sleeve of my shirt.

I feel disgusted with myself, Gabbie wouldn't have approved of this, I wouldn't at first, I thought that I could resist the drugs, but my mother destroyed me, in every possible way. I know I should've been stronger, I shouldn't have gone back to using the skank.

" let's go, Jessie. I made your wish come true, now we need to catch our flight. " Mila stretches out her hand to help me get up from the grave.

I look up at her, Mila is my co-worker. And my only friend, we both quit our jobs and we're leaving to Scotland. She's going to help me while I go through therapy.

With the money I inherited we got an apartment in Edinburgh. Until we both get new jobs it's the least I could do I guess, she had done a lot for me. She got me out of the hole I dug for myself. I would've never stopped taking the drugs. I was slowly destroying myself. Very slowly.

I place my hand on the stones at the top of Gabbie's grave and say a silent prayer before I get up.

Mila pulls me in for a hug and whispers in my ear,
"Everything is going to be ok from tonight on Jess, I promise you." Her voice soothing. Like I'm a baby who needs caressing.

My tears fall on her shirt making a wet spot, I push away from her and kiss her on the cheek, smile at her and nod before we start walking out of the graveyard.

The flight from LA to Glasgow airport was almost ten hours, so by the time we were finished with airport security checkouts and got our luggage and were heading to our cab it was a quarter past nine, and we still had a two hours drive to get to Edinburgh.

I wanted to pass out.

After we get in the cab I roll down the window and light a cigarette then look at Mil " It's more freezing here than LA, and it's not even actually winter yet. It's the twenty third of October, the heck."
I start rubbing my hands together frantically.

" Ugh, Jess Scotland is known for its forever shitty weather. Plus it's not that cold, you've been holed up in that apartment of yours for more than two months, this here is fresh air." She says while gesturing for the air around her. I narrow my eyes at her before rolling them.

" I'm gonna lay on your lap." I say while pulling my legs up on the seat and putting my head on her lap.

She starts threading my hair, and soon after it I'm fast asleep.

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"Jess, get up. Get up we're here sleepyhead." Mila chants, and I feel like I will do some serious damage to her for being so loud.

" Urgggh. What the actual heck, my neck." I hold my neck in a weird position to my left shoulder where I was laying across Mila's lap.

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