11 Pomegranates

Wade

I go back downstairs and walk back into the kitchen to find my brother and his wife, making out on my kitchen counter.

"Not on the freaking counter, you animals, how many times do I have to tell you," I yell.

Honestly, I do not know anymore.

"Sorry, she wanted some," Peter says, fixing his pants.

I pinch the bridge on my nose, "You're lucky we're related Peter, so damn lucky."

"We are sorry Hades, he was only trying to help," Fifi says softly.

"Couldn't you go upstairs to one of the spare rooms?" I ask furiously.

"Hades you do not raise your voice like that to my wife!"

He is right, "I'm sorry,"

I take my cigarettes out of my pocket and go outside for a smoke; I am stressed out but that did not mean I had to lash out at her like that.