AMELIAS POV:
It's 8PM I've been pacing around the house stressing where Harper is, my thoughts jumping to the worst scenarios. What if she's OD and laying dead in the middle of the road?
"Amelia, calm down" Maggie said. "Calm down?" I said snapping slightly. "I'm sure we will find her" Meredith reassured. "When should I call the police?" I asked seeking some guidance from my sisters. "She's a teenager, she will probably come back soon" Maggie said, but Harper is not just a teenager.
"When I was 15, I was getting high on the roof of my friends house! Harper is not fine, she's not a normal teenager, she's not like you Maggie. She is like me! And if my Mom had not called the police that day, and if the police had not found me, I would be very dead right now!" I snapped, worried about Harper I know her story and how much similar she was to teenage me.
"Amelia why don't you get some rest and we will look out for Harper?" Meredith suggested, I decided to take her advice as I trusted her to be able to find my daughter safely.
HARPERS POV:
It was 10pm, I climbed the tree that was directly outside my bedroom window, I slipped under the window, hoping nobody noticed I was gone.
Shit! Mom was laying on my bed. Shit! Shit! Shit! "Harper?" I heard a groggy voice call out. Crap! I'm in deep shit now.
"Harper where the fuck were you?" Mom said sternly and frustrated. "Out" I replied quickly. "Are you high?" Mom said quickly. "God no. What?!" I said sharply. "Why do you smell of smoke?.." She said as she stood up hugging me.
Shit! Shit! Shit! How am I supposed to explain that I was smoking without her thinking I'm going to relapse? Smoking is a gateway drug, which will panic her even more and make me go to more meetings.
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"What do you mean" I asked nervously, knowing exactly what she meant. "Have you been smoking?" She said abruptly. "NO!" I snapped I regretted it as it made it so obvious that I was indeed smoking.
"Okay, but I need you to tell me where you've been, I've been worried I was nearly going to call the police" Mom said sternly with a worried face. "Like I said I was out" I said, but clearly that was not enough for her.
"Out where Harper?" She asked. I felt annoyed, why couldn't she just mind her own business? Like I get it she cares about me, but she always jumps to the worst case scenarios. "I was out okay! Why won't you just listen, God you're so controlling" I snapped.
"Controlling?! Watch your attitude, I asked you where you were and I expect you to answer. Don't you dare ever speak to me like that or even leave the house without asking" She said lecturing me. "God I wish you would just leave me alone" I said as I took my jacket off, the cigarette packet falling out my pocket.
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Shit! I tried to grab the packet in secret, but Mom was holding my wrist. "What are these?" She said holding the packet of cigarettes up. "There not mine I swear" I said clearly lying, but holding my hands up defensively. "Yeah right, how did they get here then?" She said staring at me sternly.
"I don't know" I said trying to act descreet. "Harper don't lie to me" She said frustratedly. "Okay there mine, but why does it bother you or even matter?" I asked rolling my eyes and speaking with a blunt tone. "Why does it bother me? Because it's a gateway to drugs and you're an addict for god sake" She snapped at me.
"Why does it matter honestly, it's my life so mind your own business" I said sharply, reaching into my pocket and grabbing the small bag that contained two pills, holding them up showing my Mom, as I opened the bag and swallowed the pills in front of her.
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She quickly grabbed me and pulled me onto the bed, holding me closely. What did I just do? Why did I do that? I didn't want to at all, but I just felt impulsive.
"Harper baby." Mom said looking at me as my eyes started to water. "I-I I'm sor-r-y" I said my voice trembling.
"Harper calm down, we will go to a meeting tomorrow, you're getting clean" She said stroking my hair. "I was I promise, that's the only thing I've took today" I said which was true, I was clean since my last relapse, I felt scared to even take pills, but I guess I slipped I wasn't even sure myself what happened, I promised myself I would never touch a pill.
"I promise I won't run away.. I promise I'll stop" I said crying. "Shh Harper, try sleep you need it" Mom said while holding me. "Can- can you stay?" I said wanting comfort. Mom nodded and soothed me stroking my hair.
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AMELIAS POV:
I woke up before Harper, I got up trying not to disturb her, I reached into her wardrobe and layed out a pair of clothes for her. I removed the cigarettes from her room and discarded any thing I could find that was a gateway to drugs.
I went downstairs to make a drink that would help Harper with her detox. I blended it together using detox pills and ingredients that helped to get the drugs out of her system.
I headed up stairs to see Harper sat up in bed looking rather pale, she was sick I hated seeing her like this. I wanted her safe, happy, alive. "Harper drink this" I said handing her the drink, she scrunched up her face with disgust. "Harper!" I said giving her a a 'now' look.
She took the drink out of my hands and sipped it through the straw. I sat on the end of her bed waiting for her to finish majority of the drink. "You're going to get clean today, then we are going to meetings regularly" I said sternly knowing she needed to get clean and her sobriety back. She nodded still sipping on the drink, finishing the last drop.
HARPERS POV:
I ran to the bathroom with a feeling of sickness in my stomach, my Mom following behind me. She held my hair back as I vomited up the contents of what was in my stomach down the toilet. My Mom stroking my back as I threw up every few minutes. My system was almost clean, the substances almost gone. I felt like crap, but it was better than getting high.
I layed back down in my bed, I was rather bored. I took some selfies of me in different poses trying to make myself feel better.
I sent the photo to the group chat I had with my Mom and family, friends etc.
Mom: Well someone's feeling better, but we will talk about this photo later!
Harper: I thought I looked sexy 💋
Mom: HARPER SHEPHERD!
Aunt Meredith: Harper-rose! Behave yourself.
Arizona: Harper your very pretty
Harper: Thankyou Arizona 🥰
The door opened, Mom was standing in the door way.
Harper: Crap Mommy's here! Someone's a bit angry.
"Harper! Stop sending pictures of me and get changed out of that!" Mom snapped but also laughed a little to see I was looking a lot better. I sighed rolling my eyes.
She walked over to me and sat on the end of my bed tickling me. "Stopppp" I said trying to control my laughter. I'm ticklish okay? I couldn't help but burst out laughing. Mom smiling at me she pulled me in for a hug.
Authors note:
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