Serena opened her eyes and looked at the clock. It was 6:30. 'I think I'll make Mark a big breakfast as an apology for last night,' she thought as she walked into the kitchen that connected to the living room. Serena opened the refrigerator. "Lets see, bacon, eggs, sausage, and toast!" she said grabbing it and putting them on the counter. She turned on the coffee maker and got down a large pan. She turned on a front burner and sat down the pan.
Serena cracked five eggs into a bole and beat them with a spoon. She heard a loud sizzle, "Oh I all most forgot to turn the bacon!" she said as she walked over to the stove and poured the eggs in beside the bacon. Mark walked towards to kitchen where Serena was putting bread into the toaster. He smiled, "That's my girl," he said as he lit his cigarette. Serena walked up to get the bacon. "Oh Mark your up!" she said. Right then Serena let out a high-pitched scream. She had hit her hand on the pan. The surprise made her hand jerk and then knock the pan into the floor. Mark ran over, grabbed her hand and put it under cold running water. "Damn-it Serena! Why do you have to be such a klutz?" Serena looked at the room, there where scrambled eggs all over, bacon in the floor, the toast was burning, and the coffee was scorched.
Tears went down her face; "I'm sorry Mark I-" He slammed her into the wall and held her there. "Sorry is not going to get it any more," he said, "You get down there and clean up this damn mess!" Serena wiped her tears away and nodded, "Yes sir."
She fell on her knees holding her hand; it hurt like a thousand knives stabbing into her. "Mark?" she said with out looking up. "What do want?" he screamed back from the room. "Can you please get me a bandage?" there was no reply. "Don't cry Serena" she said to her self, "just clean this up."
Serena cracked five eggs into a bole and beat them with a spoon. She heard a loud sizzle, "Oh I all most forgot to turn the bacon!" she said as she walked over to the stove and poured the eggs in beside the bacon. Mark walked towards to kitchen where Serena was putting bread into the toaster. He smiled, "That's my girl," he said as he lit his cigarette. Serena walked up to get the bacon. "Oh Mark your up!" she said. Right then Serena let out a high-pitched scream. She had hit her hand on the pan. The surprise made her hand jerk and then knock the pan into the floor. Mark ran over, grabbed her hand and put it under cold running water. "Damn-it Serena! Why do you have to be such a klutz?" Serena looked at the room, there where scrambled eggs all over, bacon in the floor, the toast was burning, and the coffee was scorched.
Tears went down her face; "I'm sorry Mark I-" He slammed her into the wall and held her there. "Sorry is not going to get it any more," he said, "You get down there and clean up this damn mess!" Serena wiped her tears away and nodded, "Yes sir."
She fell on her knees holding her hand; it hurt like a thousand knives stabbing into her. "Mark?" she said with out looking up. "What do want?" he screamed back from the room. "Can you please get me a bandage?" there was no reply. "Don't cry Serena" she said to her self, "just clean this up."