Rain....Is it really that good?

Sooooooooooooooooo this is a new story and enjoy it if you want and the pic of Josh is on the side in case you were wondering

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I hate rain. It reminds me of my mom crying when my dad slapped and beat her. I had enough when he tried to kill her. I was 14, tall for my age, and I finally beat up my dad. He ran out on us after that and we didn’t want him back. My name is Josh Jones, I’m about 6” 2’, black hair that’s just above my shoulders, and before you ask yes I do have muscles and I can most defiantly pull them off. People love my almost black eyes they find is so unique. I’ve had plenty of girls fall for me heck I’ve cheated on girls for less. Yeah, I might sound like a jerk but I always find things wrong with the girls. I’ve just turned 18 and I’m driving for what feels like ever and to make matters worse I blow a tire then the engine dies. Perfect. I remember driving past a diner a little ways away. I pull the hood of my coat up and walk in the rain. I really hate rain!