Adam went to the flat. He opened the door and for a brief second he fooled himself into thinking that Morgan would be waiting inside, but there was only Melody. The flat seemed empty without Morgan in it, there was no life left in it or in himself. Melody greeted him with a smile, her perfect white teeth shone out brightly and her long blonde hair framed her face to perfection, but he couldn’t muster the energy to even fake a smile.
“Any joy?” she asked
He shook his head not feeling confident enough to speak.
He let his blonde hair spill over his eyes to hide the pain he was feeling inside. If he could have curled up on the carpet and cried he would have done. It felt like part of him was missing. Morgan had been part of his life for so long, for her to leave like this with no word was just strange and out of character for her.
Melody got up from the old worn brown sofa and walked over to him, she ran her slender fingers down his arm tracing along his flesh with her neatly manicured nails. “If she wanted you to find her then she would be here Adam. Let her go.”
He closed his eyes and breathed in deeply, he couldn’t do it, he couldn’t just leave her like that.
“Adam, it’s for the best. You need to live your life now.” Melody said trying to make him see that this was for the best.
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Over the next month Adam slowly went through the motions. He went to work, went to sleep and went to work again. He had phoned all the hospitals, homeless centres and anywhere else he could think of, but no one had seen a Morgan Harris.
Melody was getting frustrated with him, if only he would move on.
“Adam.” Said Melody as she reached across the Formica table to him and held his hand. “I think you should come and live with me.”
“What?” he said pulling him self out of his thoughts.
“You, being here it’s no good. Its time to move on, it’s been, what, 4 weeks?”
“She might come back.” He said hopefully.
“If she was coming back she would have done so by now. Come and live with me, we’ll get a place of our own, we don’t have to live with my mother.”
“I can’t afford it, I can barely afford this place.”
“I’ll pay, it’ll be our place.”
“Yeah.” He said half-heartedly. He didn’t want to leave, but he had to face it. Morgan wasn’t coming back.
The flat him and Morgan had shared may not have been much. It was tatty and dingy, nothing matched and most of the furniture was falling to bits, but it was still theirs. Leaving it behind would be like closing a chapter on his life that he was sure wasn’t quite finished.
It didn’t take long for Melody to come up with a place for them to live. In fact it took less than twenty four hours. Adam thought she had planned him moving in all along, but he didn’t say anything, he didn’t have the energy to argue. He still had no word from Morgan and he had no where else to look. She was gone and it made him feel empty.
Adam packed his stuff into boxes. He was amazed at how much stuff he had actually acquired. Melody had talked him out of bringing any of the furniture; his personal items were all he needed.
He stopped in Morgan’s doorway. The room was empty and cold, it looked exactly as it had when she left. Even though it was just a bed and a wardrobe it was still Morgan’s room. He didn’t know if he should take it all with him or leave it for her.
Much to Melody’s annoyance Adam had decided to keep paying the rent just in case Morgan did return. She had tried to talk him out of it, but he couldn’t stand the thought of Morgan coming back to a bare flat and all her stuff gone.
“Ready?” asked Melody when she came back from adding the last box to the back of the car.
Adam stared at the empty room. So many memories. He nodded and walked quietly out locking the door behind him. He sat quietly in the car, casting his eyes up to his window as if by some miracle Morgan would appear there, but of course she didn’t.
