Crazy

5

I wake up to the sounds of yelling. Something, I've gotten used to over the past few years, but I still get up to go see why everyone is yelling.

I walk into the kitchen and run a hand through my hair. Everyone is standing around in the kitchen yelling over something that's probably extremely stupid.

"What the fuck is going on?" I ask, still groggy from just waking up.

"Jimmy came to the house last night." Lip informs me.

My eyes shoot up to look at Fiona. She's glaring at Lip, Lip just shrugs and takes a sip from his beer.

"Is he still here?" I ask as I take a seat on the stool next to the counter.

"No." Fiona says.

"He left two minutes ago." Lip adds.

"So, he stayed the night?" I ask in an irritated tone.

"Yes." Fiona replies, she's looking down now. She already knows what I'm going to say, I've said it many times before.

"Are you fucking stupid?" The words come out of my mouth easily.

She's done this many times before. She lets Jimmy back in and then she goes and gets into a fight with him and he disappears. He always comes back after a couple months or a couple years. In fact, when we first met him he went by the name of Steve, and then we found out that his real name was Jimmy, and then he went by the name of Jack, and who knows what name he's using now.

I just know that every time he comes back into Fiona's life, she accepts him and lets him in. Yet, he always does the same shit. He makes her fall in love, and then he leaves.

"No. I just figured I would give him a chance to explain." Fiona says while looking at her feet.

"Oh, and was this before or after you fucked him?" Lip asks, I can hear the anger in his voice. It makes me smile for some reason.

"Careful, Lip, we don't wanna get you too mad. You might go and smash up more cars." I joke to lighten the mood.

Lip just looks at me pissed off, and then smiles. "It's good to hear your jokes again, Carl."

See, I haven't been in the joking around mood lately. Ever since Dominique and I broke up, things have just been business only for me. I like it better that way. However, it's fun to joke around sometimes.

"Yeah, I don't know. It just kinda happened. However, not the main topic. When Jimmy walks out of your life, and he will, I don't wanna hear about it. I don't wanna hear how you shoulda listened to us or anything like that. None of us do. We're so tired of this same old cycle, so if you wanna take part in forgiving him and getting back with him, cool. Just leave all of us out of it." I say as I stand up and grab a beer.