WHAT ABOUT IT?, jesse lee soffer

♪ thirty - one

"No. No. No. You're doing it wrong AGAIN." Jesse let out a strangled scream of disgust as he looked at Arielle making a sandwich. "We've been over this shit!!" Arielle muttered as she placed the knife on the counter cause she was seconds away from committing a murder. "I-I can't. I can't be with you anymore." Jesse mumbled as he picked up a tissue, tabbing it on his cheeks removing his tears. Arielle stood by the sink as she rolled her eyes and looked up as if to say God, help me. 

She sighed and looked at the dramatic man weeping on the floor. "It's a sandwich, Jesse! There is no right way to make it!" Arielle spoke in a tired voice considering it was almost nine o'clock and they started what they call the Cook with Arielle & Jesse show practice at one o'clock. "Yes, there is!" Jesse yelled in a childish tone, "You put the freaking ingredients first THEN you cut the bread! You're ruining the taste! I have been telling you this for the past hour!" "Stop pissing me off, jesse lee soffer! I have been telling you that the FUCKING taste remains the same!" Arielle yelled as air heaved in and out her chest. "Oh." Jesse muttered as realization hits him. "Yeah oh, sherlock."

 a FeW hOuRs LaTeR 

Arielle let out a yawn as she walked past the kitchen, which was completely trashed. As she made her way to their bedroom, she saw Jesse already passed out in his side of the bed. She stood by the door, staring at his back muscles that faced her before walking up to her side and slowly sliding into the blankets. 

She leaned forward; inhaling the scent of her lover and smiled down at him as she slowly pecked the side of his eye, muttering a good night as she closed her eyes nudging her body closer to his.

 Falling into a deep slumber; her dreams full of a life she never could have.

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enjoy a cute little chapter before things go south...

xoxo,

mar