In The Bedroom

I felt a groggy pain in my skull as I regained consciousness, I felt a wet cloth on my forehead, and the sound of soft sniffles invading my senses.

“Damn it Winnie...*Sniffle* you really did it this time...”

I opened an eye to spy Winnie with her back to me, face in her hands. Softly weeping, “Why did I push him, I didn’t have to push him,” she wailed.

I rose from the bed, and scooted closer to her, she didn't seem to notice though, Sniffling she looked towards the window,”Why can't I be honest with my feelings...at least she can.” she said as she looked at her palms, they were a tad hairier than normal, but nonetheless the same.

“Winnie?” I said softly, She flinched and looked my way, her eyes were puffy and red, probably from crying, and she looked all the more guilty, “Johnny...Are you okay?”

“Yeah I’m fine,” I said as I scooted next to her, She looked out the window again, the sun had set, the moon soon to be replacing it, "Johnny, I’m….sorry for what I did, But...I’m...she’s...going to make it up to you tonight. I promise." She looked at the window again, the moon had made itself known. And a small smile played her face, before shrieking out, “AGGH!!”

“Winnie?! Are you okay? I can-”

“No!” she growled, “Stay...Johnny stay….Please?”