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I was finally released from the hospital. I've been thinking since I got home two nights ago and I haven't really come to any conclusions. Nothing new has happened. I hate it. I need something to happen! Something needs to go forward, to fall back, something! I can't stand not knowing what's going on.
There's a light knock on my door and as soon as I get up to answer it, it stops. I shrug and I'm about to sit down when I see a figure.
The figure has on black platforms, flowing black pants, and a black peasant shirt with flowing black sleeves. Her blonde hair sets the outfit off beautifully. She also has something else black in her hand. A gun.
"What are you doing?" I ask. She smiles so sweetly.
"Setting thing's right." She answers.
"What are you talking about?"
"Everything you've done I've stood by Adam! And what do you do? You-" I cut her off.
"I what Alanah? I work my ass off while you sit at home with Stephanie?"
"I wanted to get a job! I suggested it remember! But you didn't want me to. And I took care of the house and everything. How do you repay me back? By sleeping with-" She cuts herself off by shaking her head and crying.
"I sleep with who Alanah? Come on. Say it." I hiss. She shakes her head.
"You know. I shouldn't have to say." She mutters and looks at her gun. In a flash I'm in front of her, grabbing her hands, making her drop the gun.
"I want you to say it!" I yell, put her hands on top of her head and slam them against the wall. "I want you to tell me!" I scream and continue banging her hands against the wall.
"I don't want to!" She screams and knees me in my lower area. I fall on my knees in pain. "I am so fucking sick of you!" She screams and scrambles for the gun. Before she can reach it I gather up all my strength, grab the back of her foot and trip her.
"Don't you dare Alanah!" I yell.
"Why? Why can you torture me? I can't take it!" She wails, the tears flowing out of her eyes. We both stop struggling. She's crying harder than I ever seen her and I'm staring at her like I've just seen her for the first time. We stay like that for what seems like forever.
Taking me by surprise Alanah stops crying, gets on all four and quickly crawls over to get the gun. I get on all fours and start after her. She turns around smacks me on the side of the head with the gun. I fall back. She climbs on top of me and smiles.
"Seems like I've been getting the upper hand lately." She says with a sly smile. I suddenly get a flashback to the other night. The kiss, the way I was tackled, the light body, the sound of the whispering voice. It was Alanah!
"Why?" I ask and sit up. She lets me. She just slides off me like its natural.
"You know damn well why!"
"No I don't!"
"STOP THE GAMES ADAM! It's over! I know. Actually I should say I knew."
"What?"
"I fucking knew about you, Maria, Greg and Jay! I'm not stupid! Well I was but two weeks before Maria and Greg died Maria called me. We went out for coffee and she told me everything. Every last sickening, stomach churning detail. I came home and cried. I was going to call you and give you a big piece of my mind but I decided to wait. Then I was going to wait until you got home to lay into you. But all that shit happened and I let it slide. Then you got sued, and they brought up a tape. What was I supposed to do?" Alanah asks. I sit there. I feel a sharp pain in my stomach; it feels like someone like the Big Show drove a chair into my stomach. I lean back and exhale deeply. All I see is total blackness then slowly shapes and color take form. I remember everything. Alanah's right. All that did indeed happen but in order to protect me my mind shut down. I only remember it now because I was just now confronted with it.
I sigh. Now it all makes sense.
"Now what?" I ask.
I was finally released from the hospital. I've been thinking since I got home two nights ago and I haven't really come to any conclusions. Nothing new has happened. I hate it. I need something to happen! Something needs to go forward, to fall back, something! I can't stand not knowing what's going on.
There's a light knock on my door and as soon as I get up to answer it, it stops. I shrug and I'm about to sit down when I see a figure.
The figure has on black platforms, flowing black pants, and a black peasant shirt with flowing black sleeves. Her blonde hair sets the outfit off beautifully. She also has something else black in her hand. A gun.
"What are you doing?" I ask. She smiles so sweetly.
"Setting thing's right." She answers.
"What are you talking about?"
"Everything you've done I've stood by Adam! And what do you do? You-" I cut her off.
"I what Alanah? I work my ass off while you sit at home with Stephanie?"
"I wanted to get a job! I suggested it remember! But you didn't want me to. And I took care of the house and everything. How do you repay me back? By sleeping with-" She cuts herself off by shaking her head and crying.
"I sleep with who Alanah? Come on. Say it." I hiss. She shakes her head.
"You know. I shouldn't have to say." She mutters and looks at her gun. In a flash I'm in front of her, grabbing her hands, making her drop the gun.
"I want you to say it!" I yell, put her hands on top of her head and slam them against the wall. "I want you to tell me!" I scream and continue banging her hands against the wall.
"I don't want to!" She screams and knees me in my lower area. I fall on my knees in pain. "I am so fucking sick of you!" She screams and scrambles for the gun. Before she can reach it I gather up all my strength, grab the back of her foot and trip her.
"Don't you dare Alanah!" I yell.
"Why? Why can you torture me? I can't take it!" She wails, the tears flowing out of her eyes. We both stop struggling. She's crying harder than I ever seen her and I'm staring at her like I've just seen her for the first time. We stay like that for what seems like forever.
Taking me by surprise Alanah stops crying, gets on all four and quickly crawls over to get the gun. I get on all fours and start after her. She turns around smacks me on the side of the head with the gun. I fall back. She climbs on top of me and smiles.
"Seems like I've been getting the upper hand lately." She says with a sly smile. I suddenly get a flashback to the other night. The kiss, the way I was tackled, the light body, the sound of the whispering voice. It was Alanah!
"Why?" I ask and sit up. She lets me. She just slides off me like its natural.
"You know damn well why!"
"No I don't!"
"STOP THE GAMES ADAM! It's over! I know. Actually I should say I knew."
"What?"
"I fucking knew about you, Maria, Greg and Jay! I'm not stupid! Well I was but two weeks before Maria and Greg died Maria called me. We went out for coffee and she told me everything. Every last sickening, stomach churning detail. I came home and cried. I was going to call you and give you a big piece of my mind but I decided to wait. Then I was going to wait until you got home to lay into you. But all that shit happened and I let it slide. Then you got sued, and they brought up a tape. What was I supposed to do?" Alanah asks. I sit there. I feel a sharp pain in my stomach; it feels like someone like the Big Show drove a chair into my stomach. I lean back and exhale deeply. All I see is total blackness then slowly shapes and color take form. I remember everything. Alanah's right. All that did indeed happen but in order to protect me my mind shut down. I only remember it now because I was just now confronted with it.
I sigh. Now it all makes sense.
"Now what?" I ask.