She was my girl [jerry cantrell x fem oc]

11: Being with you is heaven... (and hell)

July 8th
4:24am

I hate waking up in the morning. Not because I have to go anywhere.

I just hate being awake sometimes.

My eyelids felt coarse and heavy, plus my head was throbbing.

But the atmosphere outside made up for it, I always remember the highlight of visiting Seattle when I was younger was playing in the rain.

The sound of the rain gently hitting the roof is what made me somewhat okay with being awake. Something was telling me that today was going to be nice. Whether it was the calm and silent atmosphere in my room or the fact that I had forgotten about the man in my living room.

The man in my living room...

I recalled the events from last night and realised I still had to clean up that huge mess.

Fuck sake.

That was a mood killer. I no longer felt like sleeping as I knew I had cleaning to do. I let out a huge sigh and grumpily rolled out of bed.

Even though Jerry can be a massive pain in the ass, something about him makes my heart beat a little faster whenever I'm around him. I can't explain how I feel about him. Maybe I might have a small crush, maybe...

It's complicated.

As I crept down my hall, I tried to keep my steps minimal and quiet. I didn't want to wake Jerry. Although as I looked at the couch, he wasn't there.

"It's about time you woke up, I've been awake for ages," Jerry suddenly popped up behind me.

All of a sudden, I had no idea how to speak to him. After our talk last night, I feel so much more connected to him.

"How? It’s like 4??" I questioned, trying to keep a normal voice while being extremely croaky at the same time.

He mischievously grinned, "Yeah so? I couldn't sleep, I cleaned the kitchen for you." He sat himself back on the couch and yawned.

"You did? Why? I would've helped you," I raised an eyebrow, scared I was going to find a nasty surprise in my kitchen when I least expected it.

"Well... You woke up too late!" He said in an annoying tone, purposely trying to get me fired up.

It's too early to be dealing with Cantrell...

"Okay. Sorry that I only just woke up, I didn't get the memo that 4 was late. I'll do better next time," I sat down beside him and pat his head.

He grinned once again while eyeing me down, "Too tired for zingers? What is going on in the world," He shook his head as he scrolled through TV channels.

I slouched on my sofa and softly yawned.

"I can't believe nothing good is on at 4" I laughed while Jerry kept aimlessly pushing the channel buttons.

He huffed and stood up assertively, "I think we should take a walk. I'm very, very bored. I've been up talking to myself for hours."

"A walk, huh? Where to?" I tried to amuse him.

He mockingly put his hand to his face and rubbed his chin. "I don't know. Show me somewhere."