• Sitting, crying in the pouring rain in a grass field. It hits you. The laughing, playing around, the hugging, it all clicked. They were together all along. Fury and enragement hits you all at once. Then, a soft pity for yourself having these feelings you should not have comes. You don't no whether to run and lock yourself in your room or keep crying.

    Then, your mom comes.

    "What are you doing out here in the pouring rain? I looked all over town for you!" She takes you into her car, and drives home.

    All that remains now is the question: What now?