Because ...

‘Jess?’  The man shook the young girl’s shoulder.  ‘Time to go home.’

Her head rolled to one side revealing a halter top stained with vomit.

‘Jess?  Come-on, we need to get you cleaned up.’

‘Go away.’

‘You can’t stay here.’  The squalid room was littered with fast food wrappers, cans and bottles.  In one corner a couple were asleep on a filthy mattress.

‘I like it.’

‘You don’t like anything, including yourself.  You’re a beautiful person, Jess.  Why do you do this to yourself?’

‘Because.’

‘That’s not a reason.’

‘Why do you care?’

‘Because someone has to until you do.’




A drabble is a story of exactly 100 words.