After waking up in a ditch, I looked around and had no idea where I was. My head was throbbing, but my wound was completely healed. "Huh, imagine that. Oh shit, Natasha!" I ordered an Uber to take me to the bar and drove home.
"Jacob? Where have you been?! I was worried sick! My parents are in our room sleeping. They didn't want to leave without you returning." Oh come on. "I'm sorry Natasha, I had a little too much to drink and I slept it off in the car." She rubbed her hand on my face and proceeded to slap me.
"Never have I ever been so disrespected before in my life. You're seeing the doctor today. Get showered and dressed. Oh, and an apology to my parents is mandatory." I let that sink in for a minute. "Whoa, you're not my mother Natasha. I made a mistake fine. But, its not like you're perfect. This isn't how we settle things in this house. You never put your hands on me again, ever!"
With that, I punched a hole through the wall and I knew that was a mistake. "Get out! Now! And take your crap with you! Oh, and by the way, if you're going to cheat on me with an old friend, make sure she doesn't end up on the news you son of a bitch!"
I left and slammed the door behind me. I didn't need her. I didn't need anyone. I had no idea where I was going, but my mind was racing and I had to go somewhere. "Hey, yeah I need a place to crash for a little. Thanks I'm on my way."
