When it Rains

Meeting Jason

We didn't have sex.

We kissed for a few more minutes then passed out wine drunk.

Laying here beside him makes me feel safe, warm, happy.

I hope he doesn't regret kissing me..

When I wake up, Corpse is no longer laying next to me. He's not in his room.

I sit up in bed and my head starts pounding, I may be a little hungover.

I wobble to the kitchen holding my head and rubbing my eyes.

Corpse is sitting on the couch in silence staring out the window.
Aries and Gus are sprawled out on the rug next to the couch.

"Good morning" I tell him.

Nothing, no answer.

He just continues to peer out the window.

I walk slowly up to Corpse and sit on the couch beside him.

"Are you ok? I'm sorry about last night.."

He looks at me and I realize his face looks different.
His right eye is black, purple, bruised.

His hair is a mess.

His lip is busted and lightly bleeding.

"Who did to you, Corpse??"

He looks distraught.

All he does is shake his head in disappointment and point outside the window into the parking lot behind his apartment complex.

In the parking lot is my car, the windows are broken, the door is dented, and there is writing all over.

The words are nasty, "bitch", "whore", "cunt, etc.

I'm in total shock, a tear rolls down my cheek.

Corpse looks at me, sighs, and wipes away my tear.

"I went to use the bathroom this morning before you woke up," He says, "and, well, I ended up meeting Jason.."

How could he..

Hes the one that cheated on ME.

This motherfucker will pay.