Punks and Politicians

Seven

Eve felt like Cinderella, running out of that ball with tears in her eyes. As she stood on the sidewalk, rain began to softly pelt down around her. She could hear so much talking inside, some even yelling. Toms name was dropped a lot, along with hers.

Footsteps were heard behind her. She turned, expecting it to be Tom. What she got instead was a different surprise.

It was Jude.

He looked at her, and stopped walking once he was stood next to her. A sense of awkward tension seemed to fill the air. Eve sighed, "if you're going to criticise me for being a punk, then you can't say shit. You were the one in a band". Jude chuckled. "Touché, but I wasn't intending on criticising you". Eve looked at him, so many memories in her mind. "I've known you for, what, 15 years now?", he continued, "I always got the strange sense you'd be linked to that punk group". He took a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket and a lighter.

Eve watched as he placed a cigarette in his mouth and lit it. He always had a thing for smoking.

He continued once again, Eve staying silent the entire time. "This could go one of two ways for me. People could find it awesome, Walkers dating that punk chick! Let's go vote for him! Or, they could find him to be a traitor. They could all come running to me". His London accent was prominent with every word he spoke. He sighed as he exhaled a cloud of smoke.

"15 fucking years" is all Eve replied with. She'd known Jude way longer than she'd known Tom, yet they only dated for around 3 months before she left him. They were both cringe worthy emo kids when they met.

A car pulled up on the curb next to them, Jude turned to fully face Eve. She did the same to him. "Depending on how this shit goes, I don't know if I should be thanking you or hating you even more than I already do" he said to her. She shrugged, "touché".

He then turned and got into the car, but just before he shut the door he said one last thing to her.
"Shit seems to be hitting the fan in there. Good luck".

It seemed genuine and sincere.

The door was quickly shut and that was it, he was gone. Eve watched as his car drove into the distance. Rain still pelting down around her, the scent of his cigarette smoke still haunting the air around her.

More footsteps were heard behind her.

She took a deep breath, well fuck.