To The End

6: One can find so many pains when the rain is falling.

I walk out to find Frank browsing my collection of Anime shows and movies, then Mikey admiring my comic collection. I throw a beer to Frank, and he catches it clumsily. He reads the label. "Classy." he smirks. "Hey! You can't dis Pabst Blue Ribbon!" he laughs and cracks it open. Mikey takes a comic from the shelf, I can't see which one it is though. "Spider Man, really?" I sigh "You guys are very picky. That was a gift" He laughs and puts it back on the shelf. He pulls his phone from his pocket and answers it "Hello?... oh, hi Gerard. Yes I'm fine... why are you calling? What?!" he walks to a window and looks outside "Shit, I didn't even notice the rain.... come pick us up?... None of you can drive?!... You took a taxi to Bob's house?!" Frank and I were both giggling now, at Mikey. "What do you expect us to do?!..." He reaches in his pocket and sighs. He holds the phone against his shoulder, muting the sound. "Frank, have you got any cash?" Frank shakes his head. Mikey sighs and puts the phone back up to his ear. "No, Gee, we haven't got any money!... No I will not walk home.. I'd never!!... Are you mad...? Hello?!" He looks at the phone "Gerard!" he yells at the phone, then angrily closes it and shoves it in his pocket. Frank laughs "So. I'll bet that it's pouring. Gerard, Ray and Bob got completely wasted, then took a cab home, leaving us to fend for ourselves?" Mikey nods. "Well, shit" Ha! HAHAHA. I'm sorry. An Idea just popped into my head. "You guys can chill here until the rain stops" "Really?" We all know the truth, when it starts raining here, it doesn't stop until the next day, or the day after, or the day after that. I nod "Totally" they both smile.

We were all sitting in the living room, them on the couch, and me curled up on my recliner. I pull out a pack of cigarettes from my pocket and take one out. Mikey and Frank look up from the tv, and watch me. Okay, this is weird and awkward feeling. I light the cigarette. They are still staring. I slowly start to move it towards my lips, watching them slightly. MY LORD, they are still staring. I set it down in my ashtray "What are you guys staring at?!" Mikey looks up at me, with puppy-dog eyes. "Smoking is bad" oh my god, if he hadn't been so cute, I would've smacked him.

Later on, Frank was snoring on the couch, so I got up and walked to my "Porch", should it really be called a porch when it's only about five feet long and three feet wide? I slide the door open and step out. Despite the pouring rain, the night was still illuminated. It's one of the few things I consider beautiful. Several minutes pass by, and Mikey walks outside. We talk about nonsense. He looks at me, then back out to the city. "It's beautiful" he nods. "Hey Mikey..." he looks at me, "Hey Mikey..." he looks at me, "Yeah?" oh god. Our faces are not even two feet apart. How could I not kiss him?? I did, of course. And the great thing was,

he kissed me back.