Caroline was hanging in the Grill when her phone rang. She let out a deep sigh when she noticed it was her ex-boyfriend Matt. “Hey, Matt” she said. “Caroline, hi, I’m glad I can finally reach you” Matt replied. “What do you mean?” Caroline asked avoiding. It had been two days since she last spoke to him and she had very consciously ‘missed’ his calls. “Is something wrong? Are you avoiding me? Because if you do I would understand. I mean, I did break up with you” Matt softly said. “I’m not avoiding you, okay? I’m just hooked into something, I can’t explain it” Caroline said hesitating. “Can’t you try? During lunch, maybe? I’d like to talk to you…about us.” Matt suggested. “There’s no us, Matt. Like you said, you broke up…But girls have to eat, so maybe lunch might be not so bad. Can I call you back on that?” Caroline asked. “Promise you will” Matt said. “Okay, I promise” Caroline said and she ended the conversation.
“Boyfriend issues, huh?” the girl next to her at the bar said. Caroline turned around to view the clearly underage girl drinking beer. And it wasn’t the first one. “You know it’s rude to eavesdrop a conversation you’re not part of” The girl drank from her beer. “I wasn’t eavesdropping. You really need to lower your voice a bit” “You shouldn’t be drinking. You’re a minor” Caroline said cold. The girl laughed. “Okay, yeah, I’m a minor, but that doesn’t make you my legal guardian, you know. And don’t take your problems with Matt out on me” Caroline’s mouth dropped open from unbelief. “I’m not taking anything out on anyone. God, why am I even talking to you?” she muttered, more to herself than the girl. She walked away, the girl watching her leave.
“Boyfriend issues, huh?” the girl next to her at the bar said. Caroline turned around to view the clearly underage girl drinking beer. And it wasn’t the first one. “You know it’s rude to eavesdrop a conversation you’re not part of” The girl drank from her beer. “I wasn’t eavesdropping. You really need to lower your voice a bit” “You shouldn’t be drinking. You’re a minor” Caroline said cold. The girl laughed. “Okay, yeah, I’m a minor, but that doesn’t make you my legal guardian, you know. And don’t take your problems with Matt out on me” Caroline’s mouth dropped open from unbelief. “I’m not taking anything out on anyone. God, why am I even talking to you?” she muttered, more to herself than the girl. She walked away, the girl watching her leave.
Cas stroked his hair and tried to keep his breathing under control. Meg didn’t understand. He needed more. He had lied about the pain being back, but he hadn’t lied about needing another dose. He opened the upper buttons of his shirt, suddenly feeling feverish.
He hurried to the dresser and opened all drawers and cupboard doors. He searched through them, checking all boxes, finding nothing. He slammed everything shut and began to rub his fingers again.
“If I were a medicine cabinet, where would I be?” Cas mumbled trembling and out of breath. He ran to the stairs and sprinted upstairs. He went to the bathroom and opened the mirror cupboard.
“Got it” he said, sighing relieved and he grabbed all boxes that had medicines in it. He took out all the strips and swallowed the pills one by one.
He leaned against the cold, marble wall and sank down on the floor. He closed his eyes and fell asleep.
He hurried to the dresser and opened all drawers and cupboard doors. He searched through them, checking all boxes, finding nothing. He slammed everything shut and began to rub his fingers again.
“If I were a medicine cabinet, where would I be?” Cas mumbled trembling and out of breath. He ran to the stairs and sprinted upstairs. He went to the bathroom and opened the mirror cupboard.
“Got it” he said, sighing relieved and he grabbed all boxes that had medicines in it. He took out all the strips and swallowed the pills one by one.
He leaned against the cold, marble wall and sank down on the floor. He closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Gerard got home from his work. He hung his coat on the rack and walked into the sitting room. He saw Zoey sitting in the couch, writing something.
“Eh, what are you doing here?” he asked and Zoey looked up.
“I’m writing a goodbye letter” Zoey smiled.
“For me?” Gerard asked cynical. Zoey stood up and walked to her ex-husband.
“No, not for you” she shook her head. “From you” She touched his forehead with her index and middle finger and Gerard fell unconscious.
As if he was a feather she carried him upstairs and put him on a chair. She took the rope which she had kept in the room as a preparation and winded it tightly around Gerard’s neck. The other end she tied to the chandelier. She pulled the chair away and a second later she heard a snap.
“Eh, what are you doing here?” he asked and Zoey looked up.
“I’m writing a goodbye letter” Zoey smiled.
“For me?” Gerard asked cynical. Zoey stood up and walked to her ex-husband.
“No, not for you” she shook her head. “From you” She touched his forehead with her index and middle finger and Gerard fell unconscious.
As if he was a feather she carried him upstairs and put him on a chair. She took the rope which she had kept in the room as a preparation and winded it tightly around Gerard’s neck. The other end she tied to the chandelier. She pulled the chair away and a second later she heard a snap.