As soon as my parents arrived at the hospital to pick me up I sprinted outside as quickly as possible. It was a bit frosty outside, considering it was nearing the end of November. But I didn’t care.

I screamed.

I screamed out to the world as loud as I could possibly scream.

And when I was finished I watched the cloud of condensation fly and quickly disappear soon afterward.

I sensed my parents standing behind me, preparing for me to turn my anger onto them. I sighed.

I was done with that. I was going to treat my parents like crap any longer. i sighed, “That’s better. Let’s go.” And i opened the one car door, climbing into the warmth of it. After my parents gaped for a bit they snapped out of it and joined me in the car and began driving to the police station.

“Where could you be?” I whispered. I closed my eyes, “Please Andrew, take care of her for me until you decide to stop being an ass. Just please. Please God.”

i prayed. I prayed and prayed and prayed that little Melanie was alright.