Virtual worlds had finally taken over, and the world had changed. They were hard to get, these virtual worlds, and you had to have “money” in order to get them. Morgan couldn't seem to understand, but she knew that that was what she wanted. She would give her own life just to step foot in a place much different from the one that she live in. Her favorite coffee shop was filled with people, and the girl working was seemingly having a hard time keeping up with the demands. At least she had a job, though, as Morgan was struggling to make ends meet and keeping up with the demands of her family life. Her mother was dying, and had kid siblings to take care of. It was hard because she couldn't find a job, but somehow still managed to have money come in just so they could eat. The only reason she was in that particular coffee shop was because her siblings weren't home, her mother had finally been transferred to a hospital, and whatever money she had she was spending on herself. She felt she deserved that, after all, seeing as she never had time for herself anymore.
Morgan shook her head as one particularly rude man was being obnoxious towards the girl so graciously pouring him his coffee. Not wanting to stay any longer in the same room with the man, she paid for her coffee and left the shop. She slowly wandered around the city, wondering what every persons life was like that she passed. That was something she did often, wander and think about other people's lives. She assumed that everyone's life was better than hers, that they had money, and were able to take care of themselves and the ones around them. She couldn't possibly imagine anyone else having her life, and the stresses that come with it.
Eventually, she made her way back home. She stood at her own front door for a few moments, surely gathering stares as people walked by. Morgan opened the door and was greeted by silence. It was a peaceful silence since she never got any sort of it anymore.
She closed the door behind her and walked into the living room and sat on the couch. The laptop that was sitting on the coffee table she opened and stared at the screen for a while. Eventually, she typed in an address and began searching for a job. She couldn't do this anymore, she really couldn't. There had to be something out there, no matter if she wanted to do it or not, to help make money to support her family.
As she was searching, her phone rang in her pocket, and she looked at the name. She couldn't help but smile.
“Hey, you,” Morgan said to the person on the other side of the phone. “I've missed you.”
“I know,” said the deep, raspy voice of the man on the other line. “How's everything?”
“Could be better. I can't find a job, as usual, and mom's gotten transferred to God knows where. They didn't tell me. But that's just more things I can't afford because it's obvious that there's going to be hospital bills falling out of my ass.”
“I know, babe, I know.”
“Kyle, I don't know what to do anymore.” She paused for a moment, her voice shaky as her eyes began to swell with tears. “I really don't. I don't have time to see you, I don't have time to do things for myself. I'm stuck, and I don't have any sort of way out. The only reason why I'm able to talk right now is because Emma, Tyler, and Lisa are all away and hanging out with friends. That's why it's so quiet. I'm afraid, though, Kyle. I'm afraid that someone's going to find out about my situation and take them from me. Even though I can't afford to feed them all the time, I can't live my life without them.”
“I know, Morgan, I know. And I've tried to help, but you won't take anything from me.”
“Damn right, I won't,” she said a bit more coldly than she meant to. “I don't need anyone's charity. I just have to figure this shit out for myself.”
“Alright, then, well, I'll... talk to you soon, okay? Bye.” Then he hung up before she could even respond.
Morgan groaned to herself and hung up her end of the line. The only person that was actually there for her, that actually cared about her, she just pissed off, and who knows when he'll talk to her again. She screamed quietly to herself and threw her phone across the room.
She sat for a few more moments, basking in the silence though she was upset. She tried to search for a few more jobs, but with no prevail. So she decided to take this opportunity to wander once again around the city in hopes that something good will happen to her.
She found herself walking into a smoky bar, surprised to see the coffee girl there, talking to someone she probably shouldn't be talking she. She shrugged it off and decided that she probably shouldn't give two craps about this stranger. Morgan walked up to the bar and sighed, showed them her fake id and ordered a drink there was no way in hell she was going to be able to pay for. Her hands wrapped around the glass and took a long swig before setting it back down. And before she could even realize what was happening and control it, she burst into tears at the bar, gathering plenty of stares. She barely knew that the coffee girl had left with some strange box in her hand because all of her emotions just began to pour out of her.
She groaned and walked out of the bar, not even finishing her drink, or paying for it, and found a darkened alley, just so she could sit and cry to herself. Besides, she had no reason to worry about her siblings. They were still going to be gone for a few more days. So, she just sat in the alley and cried herself to sleep.