Rain

Prolouge

I balled the sheets inside my pale white fists. I felt like a pot of water boiling over and sizzling. Someone was about to get burned. "Who's this Stacey girl hm?" I spoke quietly, but Dylan Miller felt every ounce of hatred that spewed out of those words.

His once tan cheeks burned red as he stammered looking for any excuse to spit back. "She's a uh friend."

He lied. I knew it by the way he pursed his lips into a tight o shape. I scoffed and threw the sheets on the floor. "God you're pathetic! How long has it been going on?"

"Couple weeks."

Despite the fact that I knew damn well he was cheating it stung to hear him confirm my worst suspicion. "Wow. I uh h-have to go." I began to grab my stuff off of his closet and onto the bed. "Evy don't."

I cringed at his stupid pet name, I threw my clothes haphazardly into the suitcase in which these clothes first came to this apartment, almost 6 months ago.

Dylan then decided to grab clothes I've already packed and set them back into the closet. "I'm not letting you leave." He announced as if he had any authority over what I do. The vein that ran along his forehead down to his muscular neck bulged out in all its purplish glory. I almost laughed at him, but I quickly bit my cheek as it would only anger him even more.

"Dylan. I can't stay with someone who-"

He shut me up with a soft kiss and usually I'd get so lost in it I'd let my hands wander over his tan chiseled body and we'd bang our troubles away, but no not this time. I won't let it happen again.

I pushed him off me and as if he was rubber and I was glue he propelled back to me. He clenched his fist over mine and placed it to his rapid beating heart. "Everly Janice Kapowski I can't and won't let you leave this apartment. Can't you see? I only feel alive when you're with me."

I retreated my hand, grabbed my luggage, and pushed past him to the door and opened it just a crack just enough to let the cold whip of the air and sweet pungent smell of rain on cement seep in. I tossed my head over my shoulder, "Well I'm sorry, but it looks like you're going to need to find a new life support system." I whispered hoarsely.