Something approached his bed. It jumped up and came laying next to him.

"Hey there, little girl." Killian petted his dog gladly. He jumped up for a second, thinking that he had brought home someone. He hated when he did that. Because then he had to awkwardly ask their name and apologize. And then they'd leave and never return. Well, one day a girl had stayed. She said he was a kind man and insisted to stay a day with him. And he tried, oh, he had never tried as hard as then to keep it all together. And at first, he succeeded. He stayed away from the rum and even the cigarettes. But after a while she started to look a lot like her. The way she talked. The way she cheered him up. And it became clear he wasn't ready yet.

Killian laid back down and pressed his head into the pillow. His head pounded and his stomach complained. It wasn't clever not to eat before you drink, but Killian was far past those concerns. Before getting up he checked his phone. 12:00.

2 messages
3 missed calls
1 voicemail

Killian could've guessed. Without even looking he knew who it was. Because there was only one person nowadays who he could disappoint, and that was Liam. The first message was from last night around 1 A.M. 'Where are you ? Don't say you're at the bar again! I'm warning you, Killian !' Killian sighed and opened the next one.
This one was from one hour ago. 'Killian, I'm coming over. And pick up when I call you !' Hey, wait right there... He was coming over ? He couldn't do that. I mean, this place was a mess. And he wasn't dressed and his headache was just warming up. But he opened the voicemail first.

"Killian, Ruby gave me a call. Says she had to drag you out last night. I thought you were getting better !" Killian chuckled a little at that. Who would think that, he was a wreck. "Anyways, I'm coming over. I want to talk to you because I don't want you to.. to destroy your life like that. And I know why you're doing this, but that won't make her come back. It really won't. I'll see you at half past twelve. You'll better be there 'cause I'm skipping class for you." And the voicemail ended. His brother was coming over in twenty minutes and he wasn't even dressed yet. Killian got out of bed and stumbled against the wall next to him and noticed his feet weren't quite ready to do as he wanted. Nana got up and followed him to his closet. He picked up a red t-shirt and his favorite black pants and put them on. He was just cleaning up the mess when the doorbell rang. 'Okay' he thought to himself 'Time for war.'

He dragged himself to the door and opened it with a fake smile. He though if he'd just pretend nothing had happened, he might believe himself.

"Hello brother of mine. How's school ?" He tried to get away with a smirk but Liam looked him straight in the eye.

"Hi Killian." He just proceeded to the couch and pushed away all he clothes so he could sit down. "You should clean up."

"I was planning to." Killian hoped he would believe that but honestly, his brother knew that that weren't his plans. There was a long silence. Killian felt the disappointment burning against his neck. His brother just sighed and looked around. Here and there some bottles and clothes scattered around. Only Nana's place was sparkly clean. Her water bottle nicely filled up and her foodbowl half-full.

"Look, I'm really sorry. I went too far last night. I'm sorry, Liam." Killian begged for forgiveness. His brother was the only one he had left. And he was the biggest disgrace on the entire planet. "I just.. thought I'd forget everything, you know? And at first I got it under control but it kinda got out of hand after a while." Liam just looked up at him. He felt obviously pitiful and got up from the sofa.

"I'm not here to complain, Killian. You're my little brother and I'm just worried. What if you go even further one night and you don't wake up ? You're the only family that I've really got. And I don't want something to happen to you. Aren't you scared yourself ? Aren't you scared you'd become like dad ?" A shockwave ran over Killian's spine. He hadn't thought about his dad for a long time. And everytime he almost did, he'd try to forget it as soon as possible. And he felt scared there for a moment. What is he actually was ? What if he was actually becoming the man he refused to even think about ?

"I'm not like him !" Killian yelled. He felt angrier then ever. His dad had been a horrible man, how could Liam compare him with the man ? "How do you dare even think that I'd do what he did ? I wouldn't leave you, bugger off !"

"Killian.. I don't mean it like that, I-"

"What ? You really believe that I'm a good man, then, do you ? Well, surprise, I'm not. I'm a jobless drunk without a proper family, bloody hell !" Killian's eyes became red of anger. Why couldn't Liam just make his own life better ? Killian's life was far beyond rescuing. So he had to see his brother suffer everyday because of him. He was sick of it. Damn, his brother even skipped classes for him and took half of his vacation to help him get off the rum. Without any succes of course but Liam never gave up. But Killian did a long time ago.

"Look at yourself, Killian. You've given up before you even started ! You just don't want to change, no, because it's so easy to just accept how pathetic you are, isn't it ? If you just keep on believing your such a jerk you might actually believe it yourself. And of course it's not easy but you could at least try. Just try to move on. Milah won't come back and mom won't either." Liam's eyes were furious.

"Don't you dare say her name." Killian hissed.

"That's the bloody problem ! You have to forget about her, without getting fucking drunk ! That isn't what she would've wanted, is it ? What happened to you, Killian ? You were so cheerful and encouraged once. I miss that, you know ?" Liam sighed and put his coat back on.

"That man is long gone, mate." Killian said bitter. He opened the door for his brother to let him out.

"Nice talk, we have to do it again sometime." Liam slammed the door behind him. Yes, war had started and Killian had yet again hurt his only familymember left. Congratulations, Killian, you're an ass.

"Name, sir ?"

"Killian Alfred Jones"

"Age ?"

"I'm 22 years old."

"What is your motivation to work at the MovieMarket ?"

"Well, I know a lot about movies and I live pretty close by so I'll hardly ever be late." Killian smiled at that note; these arguments were pretty good. He might actually get the job. And it was obvious this interview wasn't very professional so he didn't have to prepare anything.

"Wait here for a moment, sir, I'll be back." Killian wondered why the man kept calling him 'sir'. The man itself was quite fat and had sweaty armpits. He was middle-age but obviously had the body of a twelve year old, not the most professional boss you'd imagine. But he'd guess that was a good thing, so Killian didn't have to make himself look better then he actually was. The man returned and gave Killian a small pile of papers.

"You're hired. Just fill in this contract and I'll see you next week on Monday." The man extended his arm. Killian shook the hand and nodded. "See you next week, Killian."

"Thankyou, I'll be there." Killian smiled and left the office. He was happier then ever, he actually did it. He had a job that was possibly even amusing and he was planning on keeping it. He started dreaming of what he could start to save money for. Maybe a working television ? Or a new cushion for Nana ? The excitement rose up to his head and before he knew he bumped into a girl. The girl fell to the ground.

"Look where you walk, jerk." The blonde complained. Wow, what a bitch.

"I'm sorry, love." Killian helped the blonde back up and put her hair behind her shoulder. She slapped his hand away and zipped her red leather jacket back up.

"Keep off me, you perv !" She flipped her hair over her back and practically ran away. Killian glanced over to see the pretty lady walk away. But nothing could destroy his happy mood. He had a job and was just about to call Liam for it.