Mini-Vocaloids

Chapter Eleven: Meika's Problem

Disclaimer: I do not own the Vocaloids. But only the characters I create within the story.


Meika's P.O.V.

I picked up my bottle of sake and gulped it all down. I panted as I banged the now empty bottle on the table. I looked up at the bartender and said, "Another." He nodded and passed another towards me. I drank it up again and then threw the bill on the counter. I walked out of the bar and into the pouring rain. I blew out a long breath, but then I gagged.. "My breath smells bad." I walked around the block, looking for a clean bathroom. Nothing. I wanted to go home, but I couldn't. My parents would ask where I went and when I answer, they'll smell the alcohol in my breath. And so, I went with my second option.


"Guma, can you open up?" I shouted on the other side of her door. She finally opened it and when she sniffed the air, she pretended to barf.

"Do you have to go out and drink? It's annoying me." I shrugged and walked into her home. I was about to sit on the couch, but she shook her finger in front of me. "Nope. You go to the bathroom and freshen up first. Then, you can come back and sit." I groaned and trudged up the stair to her bathroom. She shouted up the stairs, "You're lucky my parents aren't home. If they were, you'd be dead by now. And so would I….." her face faded. I sighed and got into the shower.

An hour later, I came back down the stairs, smelling fresh and good. Guma smelled me and nodded. But then she stopped me when I was in mid-seat. "Who's toothbrush did you use?" I sighed.

"Don't worry. I brought my own. After the experience of you scolding me for using your toothbrush and banning me from your house for a week." She nodded and sat next to me.

"You have to stop. Your parents will be angry and my parents might soon find out that I've been letting you in my house. Please stop for your own good." She looked at me with pleading eyes. I shook my eyes.

"I'm sorry Guma, it's just that, after I became 14 years old, I became so addicted to drugs and alcohol! I don't know what to do. I don't! I try, but the lust, it's pulling me towards it. I can't stop…I cant." I started to cry. Guma nodded and then stroked my hair, comforting me. I continued to cry for minutes and minutes. I had finally stopped and Guma patted my back.

"I'm going to be by your side if you need me. Now, you must go because my parents will return in 15 minutes." I nodded and waved good-bye as I ran out the door.


I made it to home and ran straight to my room and jumped on my messy bed. I hugged my pillow and then cried softly into it. "Somebody, please help me."


"Good morning Meika!" said Kai, walking towards my direction. I gave a tiny wave and a weak smile. He raised his eyebrow. "You okay?" he asked. I nodded, but I had droopy eyes so it was obvious that there was a problem. He chuckled at my response. "seriously? Because I think your face is giving another answer." I laughed too. I noticed at the corner of my eye that a tiny camera was on the wall we were passing by. It had a little silver "P" mark on it. "Probably some new security system the school's using."

Kai and I walked into class and took our seats. I sat at the end side of the room, by the window. While Kai sat at the front of the room. I was chewing on gum, trying to get over the lust of chewing tobacco. The bell rang and the teacher entered the classroom. She told everyone to pass forward their homework. I threw it to the person in front of me and he scowled. I just spit the gum out into the trash can next to me. And another day of school started again.


I ran out of class and towards the bar I went to yesterday. But at the end of school, one of the students of my class caught up to me. "Hey Meika, are you busy right now?" I nodded frantically and tried to run away from him. But he blocked me again. "You sure? Because I would like you to-" But I interrupted by grabbing his uniform collar and shook him hard.

"I'M TRYING TO LEAVE SO GET OUT MY WAY!" I threw his body away from me and ran towards the bar.


I finally made it to the bar and sat in my usual seat. I raised my hand and the bartender already knew what I wanted. He passed me another bottle of sake and I gulped that down. And of course, he had another one in his hand and passed me that one. He even took out one of his cigarettes and handed one to me. He light it and walked to the storage room, getting more sake for me.

He returned with 3 bottles this time. I kept on drinking and drinking. Never stopping. I couldn't stop. It was like my body couldn't be filled with the satisfaction for alcohol. I haven't drank this much of sake before. The beer trickled down my mouth and landed in my lap and the ground. I wanted more and more. I needed more.


I groaned and got up from the bed I was lying on. I opened my eyes and saw that I was in my bedroom. Suddenly, all the thing s that had happened flowed back into my brain. After drinking so much beer, I had passed out on the floor, dripping froth from my mouth. My parents walked into my room. I expected them to be mad and all, but they were actually sad. They weeped in front of me. "Oh goodness gracious! We thought you died! We're just glad you're awake, never scare us like that again!" I felt a tear fall from my eye. I felt so much guilt building up in my heart. I had ruined my parents, and myself. I should've listened to Guma. I regret it all. But I couldn't "What is wrong with me?" Well whatever it is, I hate it. No, loathe it sooo much.


A.N. This explains why I hate drugs and also tells readers what it could do to you. It harms you. So my dear readers, I hope you won't be too attached to drugs, like Meika. Please review this chapter.