NORMAL.

bored. tired. look around the room and see nothing. was she even here last night? i’m naked under the sheets. i look and see nothing but blood stained sheets. what happened? what happened? my last memory was last call. 2 am. hot. sweaty. horny. red. always red at last call. red from heat. red from booze. red from embarrassment. nothing changes. ever. i get out of bed and gingerly walk towards my bedroom door. open it. listen. nothing. silence. i tippy-toe down the hallway. look in the bathroom. nothing. i could have sworn i fucked that pig last night. fat. old. wrinkled. bloody. but where is she? normally i leave after fucking. the situation is now reversed. why did she leave? was i not good? thoughts racing through my scattered mind. head pounding from too much booze and too many thoughts. normal. i wish i could be normal. just once. wake up beside my normal wife and have a normal kiss and then have normal coffee with our normal daughter who is eating normal cereal beside us. i look in the mirror and notice a large bruise under my right eye. i look closer and see scratch marks. i also see sweat. lots of sweat. always hot. my mind racing more than ever. i quickly turn off the lights and go back to my bedroom. look around. no evidence. i walk to my window and look outside. a cop car is parked in front. two cops approach. what to do? what to do?
HELP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!