Before I could process anything, I was now Morgan and she was me. I saw everything clear as day while she controlled my mind.

"This band sucks!" I yelled over the music.

Jenn laughed, "I know aren't they awesome?!"

"Seriously, Jenn. You have the worst taste in music!" I smiled at her.

Almost getting shoved into the ongoing moshpit, I grabbed her waist, "can we please go sit? I'm going to get slaughtered in this pit and I'm fairly convinced that bald guy is going to try and rip off my skirt and I really like this one!"

Jenn wrapped her arm around my waist and smiled, "let's go find the dudes. My head is spinning, I think I might be done for the night anyway."

We walked back over to the table and sat down. Jenn didn't look so good. She could always handle her own, but tonight, I was worried. Something wasn't right with her, but I wasn't quite sure what it was just yet. Only Liam was at our table, he probably had to pee really bad but didn't want to lose our sacred spot.

"Jenn, park it. Liam, go pee, I know you need too."

He smiled at me, "Thanks honey, how'd you guess?"

I gave him a peck on lips, "I know all."

He got up to leave and I ushered one of the waitresses to grab us a pitcher of water.

"You alright, doll? You don't look so good."

"I'm fine," she replied, slurring her words. She was looking too pale and my concern was starting to skyrocket.

"No, hon, you're not. Do you know where Erik is? I'll call us a cab and we can roll over to our place. Heat up a pizza and watch some movies or something, I really think it's time to call it a night, girl..."

She always hated when I told her what to do, which is why she looked pretty pissed off when I urged her to drink some water.

"Jenn, for fuck's sake, please drink something."

"I will! But I want another beer or something. There's water in beer, I'm fine! Lay off, Morg."

"No, you're not fine, Jenn. We're leaving when Liam gets back."

I was getting pissed. More worried than anything, but my worry was turning to anger. She wasn't herself and she wasn't letting me help her. Liam returned to the table.

"Babe, we're ready to go, can we call a cab and head to our place?"

"Of course, we can go. I think Erik's in the pit, but I'll shoot him a text to let him know we're taking off. He can meet up with us later. Let's just take the train, it's closer and I didn't bring any cash for a cab fare."

"Thanks, honey... Jenn, we're leaving, grab your shit, and let's go."

I was putting my foot down. And Jenn wasn't staying here without me.

"You are the poop of this party," she teased me but grabbed her purse.

I noted that Liam's face grew dark when she said that. God, these two, I swear.

We headed out of the bar. I was relieved to leave the sweltering heat and stench of booze and sweat, not to mention the god awful noise of that last band and finally be greeted by the cool chill of the night. Jenn and I walked arm and arm to the train station chatting about what we should watch when we got back home. Jenn was yammering on about if we had pizza rolls or not. I was pretty sure that we did. I turned around and saw that Liam was following closely behind us, texting someone on his phone. Probably letting Erik know we had left like he promised.

The train station was super dark, I was wondering how they could keep this place so dimly lit and yet so few people actually got mugged or murdered here. Just baffles me, I thought.

"So, we do have pizza rolls then?" Jenn started again as we stood on the platform waiting on the train.

I laughed, "yes, Jenn, we have pizza rolls. We always have pizza rolls."

Liam came up behind us and wrapped his arms around my waist, "what's she bitching about now?"

I giggled, but was reluctant to reply as to not piss off Jenn in her drunken state and get them going again.

"Is it a bloody crime that I just want some damn pizza rolls?"

She started walking closer to the tracks, I got a little nervous about her tripping and falling onto the tracks so I removed myself from Liam's arms and walked over to her, putting my arm around her waist to help her keep her balance. Turning back to Liam, I smiled and winked at him, but he failed to return my flirtatious actions. Was he mad?

"You okay, sweetie?" I called over my shoulder to him.

He merely shrugged. But he walked over to where I was standing with Jenn.

"Can I talk to you for a sec?"

"Of course, Li," nervously, I helped Jenn to sit down in order to ensure that we avoided an accident, "I'll be right back, doll."

Liam had walked a bit further down the platform, out of earshot from Jenn. I followed him over to where he stood.

"What's up? Are you okay?"

"No, I'm not okay, Morgan. I'm so sick and tired of her always controlling you. You are at her beck and call consistently and it pisses me off that when she gets sick, or too drunk, or too lonely, or whiney, or angry or whatever fucking else, there you are. Morgan to the rescue always. But who am I? Where are you when I need you, huh?"

I had never seen him this mad before. Even when we argued, he was always so mild-mannered and we would simply talk our way through the issue. I was a little frightened but more confused about this jealous rage. He was acting like he had just seen me having sex with another guy.

"Li, she's like my sister, you know that. I'm always here for you. I love you so much, I want to spend the rest of my life with you. But, Jenn is my best friend, of course, I will always be there for her. Just the same as I will always be there for you."

He slapped my face. Jenn saw.

"What the fuck, Liam, you asshole! Don't you ever touch her again, are you out of your mind?"

She ran over in her drunk haze and landed a hard right punch to his jaw. This infuriated him.

"You fucking bitch! Like you don't already have everything, you think you can just swoop in and steal Morgan too don't you? Why don't you have another round of drinks? Maybe I can put another surprise in there for you and you'll pass out so I can actually have my way with the woman I love, huh? Stay the fuck away from her, Jenn. She's my girlfriend, she's mine!"

He was acting like an entitled two-year-old having a temper tantrum, but his words struck me to the core.

"What do you mean, surprise? Liam what the hell did you do?"

"I slipped her a roofie, okay? It was meant for you. To help you take the edge off, maybe we could actually have enjoyed each other's company tonight, but that alcoholic drank it down before you could."

"You asshole. How could you do something like that? Who the hell do you think you are?" this time I was the enraged one.

I started pounding on his chest, as hard as I could, but the rage only grew in his eyes. He grabbed my wrists to halt my blows and he began pushing me towards the train tracks. I could hear the train whistle blowing. It was getting closer and I was defenseless.

"She's not going to have you, Morgan. You are mine. Do you hear that? You are mine."

He edged me back closer and closer as Jenn jumped onto his back. She was pulling his hair with one are and the other arm was locked tightly around his neck but Liam kept pushing me closer.

"Let her go, Liam!" Jenn was insane, but her insanity couldn't overpower his rage.

Jenn noted how close to the tracks we were. The train was coming dangerously close. There was nothing she could do so she tried what she thought might help. She jumped off of Liam's body and reached for my hand at the exact same moment that Liam gave me one final shove.

Our hands graced, I could see Jenn's frantic tear-filled eyes. Her scream was the last thing that I heard before the train went through my body. 

***

If you're confused, this is Morgan showing Jenn what happened. So, it's like her point of view.