Angry, I arrived at Juline's, who appeared to be recovered and cheerfully opened the door for me until she noticed my tears on my face. I pulled out a pair of headphones and looked at her in a daze. "Was the cinema really that disappointing?" asked the blonde and pulled the door open a little further so that I immediately stormed past her up into her room. I just dropped my backpack next to her couch, put my phone and headphones on the armrest and just sat down exhausted on the soft cushion. "It's more about what happened after the movies," I explained to her as she closed the door and sat down on her bed in front of me, eyeing me curiously. "Please don't say you kissed again?" She rolled her blue eyes and tugged nervously at her white top. "No, my mom invited the man I caught her with to dinner!" I explained to her while I started crying again at the whole mess. "Are you serious?" she stood up, wide-eyed, and came over to put her arm around my shoulders. My tears just wouldn't stop and I felt like I couldn't breathe anymore. Juline rubbed my back the whole time and watched me as I seemed to be losing my mind. "Does your father know?" she asked after a while but I just shook my head. "I don't want to hurt him," I sobbed, wiping my tears away before pulling myself together. "But he has to know that. That's really really lousy of my mother!", she said and got up to pace up and down angrily. I picked up my cell phone and looked for my father's contact, but I didn't have the heart to call him at that moment. I was too upset for that myself. "I'll call him tomorrow," I explained to Juline, who gave me a worried look and then agreed. The blonde left the room and returned a few minutes later with a blanket and a pillow. "It's best for you to sleep first," she instructed me and helped me up from the couch by the hand, in order to fold it out and prepare a comfortable sleeping place for me. "Thanks," I whispered, plopping down on the couch in my jeans and thsirt. I didn't have the strength to change anymore and somehow the smell of popcorn that still clung to my clothes calmed me down. "Not for that," I heard her say before she turned off the light and got into her bed. The moon brought just enough light into the room that I could still see the outlines of the furniture. I took a deep breath, then closed my eyes and immediately winced as the images of the last few hours rushed through my head. All of this could only be a bad nightmare and soon I would wake up and then everything would be as usual, at least I hoped and luckily I fell asleep quickly. When I opened my eyes I immediately heard the thunderstorm raging outside. The weather was apparently just as changeable as my life at the moment. I got up tired and immediately looked over to the bed, but that was already done properly and there was no trace of Juline. She was probably downstairs already. I remained seated for a short time and held my hand to my pounding head. It wasn't a nightmare and things would never be okay between my parents again. With this bitter realization I got up and grabbed my backpack to disappear into the bathroom. Looking in the mirror, I took off my t-shirt and replaced it with a thin yellow sweater. The jeans also disappeared from my body and instead of something tight I put on black sweatpants. I also got bad breath from the events, and I didn't want to feel constricted by clothes. After brushing my teeth and fixing my hair by tying it in a high ponytail, I left the bathroom and walked down the stairs where not only Juline but also Micah were sitting in the living room. "Good morning," I breathed, sitting down on the small brown stool next to the large couch. "Hey," Micah greeted me and then I realized how pitying they both were staring at me. It was extremely uncomfortable for me, but it was good to know that at least the two of them would help me through this time. "Would you like something to eat or a coffee?" Juline asked, but I just shook my head. "And call your father?" she then added, but I felt too overwhelmed for that, too. "Or we can have a nice day at the pool," Micah then suggested and Juline immediately smiled at me. "You can invite your friend over," she then raised an eyebrow provocatively and I just stared at her with a frown. My thoughts immediately fell on Kiyan and I wondered why she said such a stupid thing. "Cody, you know," she replied to my questioning face and I slapped myself for immediately thinking of Kiyan. Just how pathetic was I? "That's fine," I replied to the two of them and Micah immediately picked up his cell phone. Apparently he knew Cody better than we did, or at least had his number. "Then come with me, you have a free choice of my bikinis," Juline pulled me up the stairs and opened her full closet. I went for the plain black one and she went for the red one. She quickly packed several towels in a bag and by the time we got back to the living room, Micah was already gone. Juline pulled her phone out of her pocket and looked at it for a moment, then turned back to me. "We'll meet him there, so let's go," she smiled and opened the front door, behind which the rain was pattering incessantly on the asphalt. I knew she didn't mind the rain, so I ignored it and ran with her through the storm towards the pool. Although it was the middle of the day, the dark clouds made it look so gloomy that it was almost midnight.