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Ray's pov

I've searched everywhere for Isabelle it's like she disappeared out of the surface of the earth without a trace.

I've stopped accepting work, my house is a mess, I'm a mess. All I've been doing is wake, drink, sleep.

My beard is overgrown, I have a lot of missed calls on my phone, there are bottles everywhere, pizza boxes.

I can't keep count on the number of times someone has knocked on my door, and I don't even care.

Nothing I do will bring Isabelle back. I haven't seen my mum since that unfortunate night.

I wish I hadn't hurt Isabelle, now I can't live without her.

**doorbell**

**knocking on the door**

Now I'm glad I didn't give anyone my spare key. I was going to give Isabelle my spare!
I feel the bagain.
I didn't notice someone was hovering over me, till I saw shoes and I looked up, shit! Oscar.

"How did you get in?" I ask, still in shock and utter confusion.

"I should've thought of picking the lock a long time ago... Look at you, look at this place! It's such a mess!" he yells.

"Can you leave?" I ask with a raised brow.

"No I can't. You're going to get into the bathroom and have a shower, trim that stupid beard, come back here and help me clean this shit hole up!" he yells.

"I'm not gonna do that." I say nonchalantly.

"Oh I'm sure you will... I came with reinforcement, don't make me use them."he threatens.

"I don't care, leave me the hell alone." I say, and try to go back to sleep.

"You asked for it!... Guys you can come in." he says proudly, as he folds his arms across his chest.

I give him a puzzled look and next I know, three buff guys walk into my apartment... what is going on here?

"What the..." I start, but I'm cut short by Oscar.

"Guys now that you're here, everyone take a limb. We're taking this hobo-wannabe to the bathroom." he instructs.

I try to run but I'm pinned down...

Two guys hold each arm, the third guy together with Oscar hold my legs and before I know it I'm being carried into the bathroom.

They throw me in the bathtub and turn the knob, the water is freezing cold! I try to jump out but they hold me in place and Oscar sets the water to warm and throws bath gel in the tub.

I attempt to leave the tub, but I stop once I see Oscar's devilish smirk.

"Who wants to give him a shower?... Shawn you're gay right?" Oscar asks with the other guy.

"Yeah I think I'll volunteer..." Shawn says.

"Hell NO!... All of you out! No one is giving anybody a shower, God damn!" I yell.

They start laughing and scurry out of my bathroom.

I can't believe Oscar, how does he even know those guys?

I take off my clothes and relax into the warm water, I missed this. I can't get my mind off Isabelle.

Once my skin starts getting wrinkly, because I had been in water for long, I step out and, dry my skin.

I wear grey joggers and a black t-shirt.

When I walk out, my apartment looks so clean. The guys are wearing cleaning gear, this makes me want to laugh but I bite my tongue, they just helped me.

I shift on my feet, mostly feeling ashamed that they had to do this for me.

"Thanks a lot guys, I really appreciate this..." I say.

"Yeah, yeah whatever... Order food, we're starving and you need it, you look like a caveman." Oscar says.

I roll my eyes.

"Gee thanks." I say sarcastically.

I order Chinese and we all settle down and eat.

I'm banned from alcohol. As if!

"I know you love Isabelle and all, but you messed up man..." Oscar says.

"Who's Isabelle?" one of the guy's asks Oscar.

"His fiancée... Like I was saying, you messed up real bad and, Isabelle isn't coming back and even if she is, is this how she'll meet you? Looking like a homeless man? No! You're going to take your butt up and start accepting jobs and start taking care of yourself. If you die, life goes on... You can't look for her on your couch, with liquor bottles scattered over the place." Oscar says.

"Thanks man!" I say gratefully.

After a while the guys leave.

Oscar doesn't though, he's here and we're watching a movie. Oscar's a really good friend, I don't give him enough credit.

"Thanks man, for everything, I really appreciate... You're a really good friend and I don't give you enough credit." I say honestly.

"That's aiit, You'll do same for me. I like Isabelle too, but you have to get it together, at least for her and the baby." He says.

"Thanks man." I say.

"You need to stop feeling sorry for yourself, what's done is done. You can't change the past, you just have to make the future better... So, do that man, when she comes home she meets a redefined man, you owe that to her." He says seriously.

"Thanks man." I say and we share a bro shake.

I really do need to get it together, not just for me, but for Isabelle and our baby...



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