- You're so cute when angry...

- You're such a jerk, Kev!

It was a kind of conversation, that would, probably, have never taken place if it wasn't performed by texting.

- It wasn't me who invited an old boyfriend AND a new one to a party without properly ending relationships with formed.

It also was a kind of conversation when you try your best to look tough and have an upper hand, while secretly terrified of the thought that she just might not answer your next message.

- WE WEREN'T IN RELATIONSHIPS! I told you, we could be just friends. And Mike is my friend.

But I was pretty fine. My granny took care of me leaving 3 liter jar of cherry liquor.

- And I told you that in that case we'd rather not be contacting at all. We agreed. And what you did then?..

Not that she came and said: "Here Kevin, here's some cherry liquor, drink the shit out of it". Actually she died few yers ago and I found the jar in the cellar.

- I don't remember!

I felt like I should go and drink some more.

- You wrote me three days later. Said, you just can't see me online and not write to me. If it wasn't your father and all that religion stuff, we would be together.

- ...

Three dots. Three fucking dots... I hated, when she was answering that way.

I slowly tilted the jar trying not to agitate the sediment. I made few gulps and stretched laying on the floor. Parents left me here all alone for a week to do some repair job, which I was definitely doing. The ceiling slowly started drifting away from my view, and soon after I fell asleep.

I woke up in the middle of the night to the sound of breaking glass. I jumped on my feet and started haphazardly staring with my eyes in all possible directions. It's a thing with a country side - you can't see a shit at the night if the moon is not shining. But I knew this house from childhood, so I still was able to orient myself. I walked to the light switch... It gave me nothing. The power was out. I decided to return to the phone to use some light. Then I seek out for a broom that was standing in the corner.

So, fully equipped, yet not fully sober, I went to investigate. The house stands in the middle of nowhere, so I had no idea, what could cause the trouble. It could be cats, dogs, stray vampires and werewolves, bog monsters and aliens... zombie ninjas... but I was most scared of creatures of far much more menacing nature - regular humans. Unlike the others, for all my years of existence in this world I haven't developed any skills on dealing with those. So, naturally I was a bit shaky.

I walked through the corridor and to the kitchen. Double-glass window facing the front yard was shattered, but only the outside glass. "Did someone throw a stone into it?". At first, I have thought of going outside and checking it up if someone was there. But... What if it was exactly what they wanted me to do... ha? To lure me outside! I switched the flashlight on the phone off. I stood still listening, but nothing did I hear. Then I rushed to the front door and checked if it was properly closed. Satisfied with the inspection I then proceeded back to the room.

- Kate, hun. Thre's some shit's going on in here. I'm kind of fucking scared. Kate...