Where Are You?

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My boyfriend went to work one day and never came back. I couldn't even report him missing as he was a mafia member. He'd always warned me to be prepared for this, but it still didn't feel real.

I was working as a waitresss in a shitty little cafe in L.A. when I met him. I'd moved there, as so many do, to try and become an actress. So cliche that I ended up a waitress instead.

When I first saw Mello, I thought he was an actor. With his looks, he could have been. He came into the cafe and ordered a hot chocolate and chocolate cake. He was working as he ate and then he ordered the same again, about five times. No joke.

He was guarded at first but after a while he put away his paperwork so we could chat. My shift was almost over and he offered to take me out. He seemed intrigued with me, god only knows why, but hell, I wasn't complaining.

We went to a bar to watch a band play, had a few drinks and hit it off. He asked me to be his girlfriend that same night. I was in heaven, he was amazing and it was the best time of my life. He made up for the loss of my dreams, he even encouraged me to try acting again and he made feel beautiful.

Until he disappeared without a trace. I had no way to contact anyone from the mafia, he'd made sure of that, always afraid for my safety. I'd kept my job and kept the smile on my face while there, I couldn't exactly tell my co-workers.

I'd fallen back into the depression that tainted my life before I met him. I told myself that everything comes and goes, that's just life. It didn't help. I was on auto-pilot, just going through the motions.

I woke up for work one day and just couldn't get up. I didn't care, I couldn't do it anymore. I lay in bed alternating bwtween staring at the wall numbly, and crying until I could barely breathe.

I miss you Mello, please be ok, come back to me...

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