Fiasco
881 Words
I wake up in the middle of the night to the smoke alarm blaring in my house! I see Carol's not in bed and try not to panic.
"Carol?!!" I shout for her going downstairs.
She is in the middle of the living room, the curtains set on fire.
"What the f**k?!" I grab her and put her at the kitchen table and use the fire extinguisher on the fire.
I see Christian barging in.
"What happened? What the f**k happened?"
"f*****g Carol happened! She is so dead!" I throw the extinguisher and go to Carol who is sitting and crying right where I left her.
"What did you do?!"
Grey's Pov
I wince. Jay's eyes are red and he is going batshit crazy.
"WHAT THE f**k HAPPENED HERE CAROL?! I AM ASKING YOU SOMETHING!"
Carol is crying and for good reason.
"I.. H-heard noises.. thought.. zombies... G-got s-scared." She sobs.
Jay runs upstairs and comes down with his belt.
"Jay. Stop." I move in front of Carol.
"Move out of the way Grey. Just. Don't."
"No! It's not cool. Don't do something you're gonna regret in the morning."
"f**k off. You don't even know... I asked her to not watch that stupid zombie movie!" He shouts. "I so knew something like this was gonna happen!"
Meanwhile, Carol is crying.
"I get it, but calm down and keep that belt away," I tell him.
"She is getting a trouncing with this goddamn belt! She could have burned the whole house down if not for the fire alarm! Get out of my way."
Carol is holding onto my shirt from behind and sobbing so bad.
"Jay.. Please.. listen to me... For once be rea.."
"Christian, she is my little. This is my business. Stay out of it." He says solemnly.
That was like a punch to my gut.
I move away from in front of Carol reluctantly and go back to my house.
And then I brood.
I try going back to sleep but the thought of Carol getting the belt is not letting me.
To hell with Jay!
I take my car and drive somewhere, anywhere, looking for my little.
I drive the entire night and then some more in the morning .. And find no one.. and feel all the more sad and pathetic.
So much for everything. What if I never find a little in time and they make me into a human and banish me from the community?
It's not like I will miss Jay. But I will miss Carol, even if she is not my little. Stupid Jay!
I come back home exhausted as f**k. Thank God, I am working from home right now, I am in no state to go back to work.
I walk inside and look who is at the kitchen table.
"I am sorry. I did not mean that." He looks sad, to say the least.
"Sorry for what? You were right. Your little, your business. Consider me out of it." I tell him.
He flinches.
"Look, I am sorry. I was not thinking straight. I really am. You know I did not mean it. I did not use the belt on her."
I shrug. I don't know what to say. I am feeling miserable and this is not helping. I so want to ask him where is Carol though. He sure spanked the living daylights out of her, I am sure.
"Where were you all night?" He asks.
"Not your business." I snap.
"It is my business."
"It is not. Can I please have some time alone? Don't you have things to do? A little to care for?" I ask him, annoyed.
"You went out to look for a little, right? Stung by what I said? Did you find someone? No?"
"f**k you. Get out, you arrogant asshole just get out!" I am raging and hurt. What does he think of himself?
He suddenly grabs me and kisses me hard. Despite myself, my body is reacting to his, like it is used to, against my wishes.
He squeezes my butt and pulls me even closer to him when I try to push him back. f**k.
He grabs my c**k and I lose the trail of coherent thought that I had just a moment ago.
"Christian... I am sorry... I swear on Carol I did not mean it... " He whispers against my lips.
I moan in response.
"Do you forgive me? Say you forgive me?" His lips still on mine. His hand is doing things down there that shouldn't be legit.
"Come on handsome. Say it. You know I am sorry... "
What? What am I supposed to say again?
I am going to come any second now if he doesn't stop.
"Say it's okay Jay... " He whispers again and then kisses me, his tongue inside my mouth.
"Tis okay" I barely manage. He grins and puts me over his shoulder and walks to my bedroom.
Everyone makes mistakes and sometimes the ones we love can hurt us the most. But they should care enough to make up for it and not do it again! And to the ones hurt, make sure that you don't hold it against them once you say that you've forgiven them. Okay?
Love and kisses x
- Writer
