Poison and Wine

Chapter 1-Poison and Wine

Sierra sat down on a park bench. She looked back at her phone to see if it was real. 'Sierra, I don't want to do this to you, but I found another woman. I'm sorry.' She started to cry again. Her eyes were already red, and her hair was completely a mess. She didn't notice, though. The people around her gave her strange looks. She didn't care. She kept sobbing.

Ramin was going through a hard time as well. Mandy had recently gotten divorced with him. He looked to his kids. 'They don't deserve this. Poor kids,' he thought. They were walking through the park. Ramin went to the park bench, the one Sierra was at. He sat next to her, but didn't even notice she was there. He was too distracted by a migraine and he was focused in watching the kids.

Sierra saw Ramin sit down. Why didn't he notice her? She reached out and gently tapped his arm. He still didn't notice. Was he ignoring her on purpose? What was wrong with him? Her eyes threatened to spill more tears. She tapped him again. He looked up. Then, she realized that he looked like a mess. His eyes were red, and there were bags under them. His hair was all messed up, and his clothes hung off of him.

Ramin turned to Sierra. It looked like she had been crying. She looked worse than he did! Her clothes were messed up, and so was her hair. Her eyes were redder than his. He looked her in the eyes and asked, true concern showing in his voice,"Sie, what's wrong?"

"Tam...he-he broke up with me over text!" She bursts out. Tears were threatening to spill out. "I can't believe it! Over text!" She cries out, now sobbing,"Why would he do that? Why?!"

"I don't know. You deserve better than him, though, if he's going to be a coward and break up with you over text," he says, pulling out a tissue and handing it to Sierra. He wondered what would make her feel better. Then, he remembered that she loved the kids. "Hey Sie, do you want to come over tonight and help with the kids?"

Sierra smiled. She loved the kids. She was happy that he managed to remember that. "Of course! You always know me so well," she said, happily. She gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. She said,"When do you want me to come over?"

"Whenever. Anytime is fine with me," he said.

"How about 4? It's 3 right now, so we can both have an hour to get ready," she said. She knew that both of them needed time to get ready. Both of them looked like a mess, so cleaning up was quite necessary.

"Good idea. Where do you want to eat? My cooking skills aren't the best," he said, recalling those times he had burned food.

"I know this nice little corner place. It's pretty cheap, but the food is good," she said,"Do you guys like Italian food?" She thought they probably did, but one could never be too sure.

"Yeah. Do you want to spend the night with us? We have an extra bedroom," he asked. He turns back, watching his kids run in circles.