Without You

chapter one

Eva

It's been 3 weeks.

3 weeks since she left me. 3 weeks since I've spoken to Jack, 3 weeks since I've been home, 3 weeks since I've been me.

I've been partying. Badly. I've done so much cocaine in the past weeks it's crazy.

I drink way to much, I smoke weed everyday.

But I haven't cried. That's what I'm scared of. It's like I turned off my feelings. I'm so terrified of breaking again. I can't do it.

So, I get to fucked up to feel anything.

I've been staying with my friend Emmet. He always comes in clutch with partying.

He understands why I'm doing what I'm doing.

He gets it. It makes all the pain and hurt go away. It's the only way.

Jack

"Honey are you okay?" I quickly turn over in my bed, not wanting to talk to her right now.

I just want to be alone.

I've been so sad about Eva being gone. I've literally tried everything. The cops even said they couldn't do anything because she's over the age of 18 and left on her own.

Like what the fuck?

My door closes and I get up because I hear my phone ding.

I've been so on edge. Wait.

"Oh my fuck"

I said to myself, Emmet just texted Eva's phone.

Emmet🍻 - yo jack. Eva has been with me. It's been getting worse for her, I love her and I'm trying to support her choices but I can't keep seeing her fuck up her life. She needs you.

Me- where is she?

Emmet🍻- my house.

I don't even text back because I'm already stepping in to my shoes and running down the stairs and to my car.

I ignore my mom and grab my keys from the bowl and open the front door, slamming it shut behind me.

Eva

I puff on the bong, ripping it once.

I inhale the smoke and slouch back into my seat. Exhaling the smoke.

I looked down at my appearance. I was wearing a long sleeve yellow Ron Jon surf shop shirt on and some black champion joggers and black socks.

My hair was in a loose bun on top of my head, and I had no make up on. I just felt so chill.

I'm just chilling in the large nicely furnished living room of Emmets house, thank god it's only him who lives here.

He's always gone during the day so I get to be alone and just smoke and drink.

It's currently 1 o'clock in the afternoon and Emmet doesn't get off work until 7 pm. He works at a bar, it's actually really nice. His dad owns it so he makes bank, clearly from the style and moderation of his house and cars.

I go to rip the bong again when I hear banging on the front door.

Since I'm high my paranoia kicks in and it scares me.

I quickly put the bong and weed tray on the other side of the couch, hiding it from plain sight.

I quickly get up and go open the front door.

Oh my god.

Jack

I'm about to knock again when I see the door knob jiggle and then the door open.

There she stood. Stiff as a rock.

She still looked beautiful, although you could smell the weed fanning off of her, and her eyes are slightly red.

Her blonde hair was in a cute little bun on top of her head, some pieces falling out in the right spots making her look even cuter.

She sighed and said "Jack I don't want to tal-" I cut her off by saying "no Eva. Your coming with me. Get your stuff and let's go."

"No jack. I don't want to be around anyone I need my spac-"

"SPACE!? It's been almost a month Eva since ANYONE HAD HEARD FROM YOU! I was starting to think you were dead"

Regret immediately went across my face.

She looked down, sad.

"Maybe it'd be better that way." She mumbles.

I step to her and lift her chin up, "Eva please come home. I've literally not been able to sleep I've been so worried about you. I can only imagine how hard this must have been for you. I love you please let me help you"

She wrapped her small fragile arms around my waist and I engulfed her in an even bigger hug.

I love her so much I never wanted it to be like this.