Tear Drops (UC)
Kootra's POV (Kootra)
Tear Drops.
Under Constructuon
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Facing a woman's wraith is never easy, Jordan stood there, taking the verbal abuse until his eyes meeting the angry pools of his wife's eyes. Obviously Jordon did something wrong to bring on Monica's wraith, and he didn't say anything, remembering when he argues, reason, or just simply open his mouth gets him a lecture on how Monica married him to be close, and that he married her because of love. Jordon thought of that day when he paid slightly more attention to work.
"Oh man~!" He cried as his character fell to his doom, "That thing killed me! Stupid jerk." James kept laughing even slamming his fist on his desk. Jordan's headphones leaked Nova's laughter, he took the headphones off and he could still hear his annoying* voice. He rubbed his temples and took off his hat for a brief second before sliding it back on his head. Nova's laughter is dying down with a hearty sigh, as if this couldn't make Jordan feel worse about plummeting to his death.
"Yeah, yeah... laugh it up," Jordan whispered, as he decided to end the recording session. He went to end the Skype call.
"I'm going to take a break, you're starting to give me a headache," Kootra ended the call and clicked his Monitor into Sleep Mode. He then heard a filled suitcase thunk down the stairs, Jordan turned to the object to see Monica throwing his luggage downstairs. He stood up, fearing the worst.
"Monica?" He asked as she went back upstairs, "What are you doing?"
"Moving some stuff," She nonchalantly replied, Monica took his laptop and stuffed it in its case.
"Why?" Jordan's suspicion was rising,
"You're moving out," She said simply,
"Wha- che?!" Jordan stopped in horror, "You're kidding... right?"
"Not exactly, you've ignored me; so you move out," She refused to meet his brown eyes.
"Monica!" He raised his voice, grabbing her wrist. Monica struggled to get out of his grip, "Let go of me!" She demanded,
"I'll let you go as soon as you stop squirming, then maybe you'll tell me why I'm being kicked out." Jordan deadpanned, once he felt her stop twisting and resisting, he released her. Gotcha, Jordan thought, "Why am I being kicked out?"
"You never spend time with me! All you do is just play around on your ridiculous games." Monica huffed,
"Princess, that’s it?" Jordan asked, "You want me to spend more time with you?"
She shook her head vigorously, which had gotten Jordan to smirk. With half-ridden eyes he lean acrossed her and whispered something in her ear, which made her cheeks leave a light pink, He picked her up with a surprised
"Eep!"And carried her into the bedroom.
"Do you understand what I'm saying?! I want you to top paying so much attention to 'YouTube' and 'Video Games' and actually interact with me! I feel like a lost toy! At least Oscar didn't leave me alone like this!" She then realized what she just said and covered her mouth in horror.
"What?" Jordan asked, "Did you say... Oscar?"
"N-no!" she tried to back-pedal, which didn't work.
"Who's Oscar?" Jordan pressed,
"No one! At least no one important..." Monica stepped back,
"Then why did you bring him up? Monica don’t lie to me!"
"I-I'm not lying!"
"Monica, unless you want to see no ring on your finger again. I suggest you tell me..."
"No one! He's no one Jordan! Please!" Monica's tears came like waterfall.
Jordan felt hot tears stream down his face, his suspicions were confirmed. Monica was having an affair with Oscar. This was something receptively new to Jordan because he hasn't had an affair with his wife since they first met, even then he still cheated on his past girlfriends.
It seems like Monica has seen and had sexual intercourse with Oscar for three weeks now. And Jordan thought “enough was enough”.
Jordan had his suitcase packed, he had his laptop case slung over his shoulder, He didn't even look at Monica. He did once to remove the ring on his finger to through it onto the ground. His anguish made him do something drastic… He stepped and rubbed the ring into the carpet. He had enough of Monica's lies. So he decided to stay over at the Creature House.
"Goodbye," He said to the kittens, for which he did not have custody for. "G'Bye... Baily." He rubbed the head of the dog, who seemed to whine and whimpered. He dared not look at Monica, who was pleading him to stay. He didn't listen, she committed Adultery. She's dead to him, and Jordan prepared for divorce paper next Sunday. He opened the door to his car and stepped inside, he didn't finish packing everything but he planned for a moving company to do that for him.
He started the engine and pulled out of the driveway and drove away from the house. He frowned as he pulled up on the freeway and saw little traffic, usually there was at least a rush-hour trying to get to work. He turned on his radio.
]We advise all cars off the freeway of a drunk driver endangering people's liv-
Jordan flipped it to another station, his inner adult scolding him for it but the other half didn't care. All he wanted to do now was get to the house and plan about the divorce that would come shortly after. Jordan stopped at a red light. He leaned back as he texted Sly, to get the house ready.
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Jordan hummed along with the lyrics. He didn't know why but it seems to click to him, like Sly (Eddie) with the song Sail.
Jordan liked the little things, it seem to make a big difference, with a song called Little Talks He remembered the lyrics with passion. He looked at the lights again to see they are on green. He started to accelerate and looked to his left for some reason.
Whatever he saw stunned him, like a deer in headlights. Stunned would be the perfect word for it because he couldn't move... and in fact he didn't even remember what happened. He didn't even know what happened. He just fell asleep...
He didn't wake up.
“Hello? Can you hear me? Can you see me?"
*BEEP*
*BEEP*
*BEEP*
At least Jordan wasn't dead; he expected to be in heaven looking God straight in the face as he was judged by his not too many sins.
However, he was in some hospital bed. He couldn't open his left eye, but he pried open his right one. Where the brown am I? Jordan thought, His vision was clearing up. He saw two horses by a side, he smiled as one of them was dressed as a doctor, and the other one dressed like a nurse.
"Hi..." Jordan mustered out. "Why are you in here?" He asked, wondering where the owner of these horses is...
"Don't Strain yourself...." The nurse reached over and stroked his hoof as if a mother would do to a child....
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WHY ARE THERE HORSES HERE?! WHY CAN THEY TALK?! WHY IS SHE ABLE TO DO THAT?!
Jordan's right eye flung open as his panic alarm was triggered, "Y-you can't talk.... That's impossible," Jordan shook his head in denial, "Am... I... a horse?" he thought out loud.
"No, dear. You are a handsome gentlecolt, A unicorn may I add, who gotten in the way of a drunk taxi driver," She added venom to the word drunk
"I'm very sorry... but where are my manners? My name is Doctor Surgeon, you've suffered from broken ribs, major concussion, apparently amnesia, fractured hind legs, and you may be permanently blind...hmm… what is your name son." Doctor Surgeon stated, somberly.
"My name.... (What IS my name....?) Kootra, Koots for short," He reached out his front leg to be met with a brief shake, "You may be staying here for weeks on end, do you have anyone important to talk to?"
Kootra (Jordon) thought for a minute, His accent sounds like those of my... vet? Wait... I can't remember the da- dang word... hm.... Second, No. I don't know anypony here.
"Sadly, no... I don't even have the amount of money for this..." Kootra hung his head as the Nurse and Doctor Surgeon looked at each other confused,
"Sir, Yo-"
"No disrespect, but I like to be called Kootra or Koots..." Kootra replied,
"Kootra, you have the insurance, not to intention that you have a bit of bits." Doctor Surgeon used a play on words.
"Remind me of what 'Bits' are?" Kootra asked, blushing deeper red then his coat was.
"Dear me..."