Snoring

Jennifer sat on her bed with her laptop propped on her knees. Sitting less than two feet away, Michelle yammered away on the phone. Jennifer sighed with the boredom of it all. She had nothing to do. All of her papers were written, homework complete, and she knew of no one she actually wanted to talk to. Jennifer decided to go to bed and sleep the boredom away.
Michelle took the hint fairly quickly that Jennifer wanted to go to bed. Jennifer had a particularly annoying way of dramatically flinging down her comforter, grabbing her pajamas, and stalking to the bathroom, as a way of announcing that Michelle had better start being silent. Letting out an exasperated breath, Michelle told her mother she would call her back the next day. Quickly she stripped down, and put on her pajamas.
Practically out of breath from changing so fast, Michelle ran to the door, turned of the lights, and nestled herself into her bed. Jennifer hated coming in the room in the pitch black. She deserved it though. She irritated Michelle so badly with her queenly mannerisms. ‘Everyone must go to bed when I do’, the lofty Jennifer decreed. Well Michelle had enough of that crap, let Jennifer walk around in the dark!
Stumbling through the room minutes later, Jennifer banged her knee on the dresser. ‘OW” she cried, not bothering to be quiet. Michelle knew it was Jennifer’s pet peeve to have the lights turned off. Jennifer let it slide though, she just wanted to sleep away the night.
Peacefully resting, daydreaming about Clark, and the mind-blowing sex she hoped they would have some day, Jennifer started to relax. She actually started to drift away. As if Michelle sensed this she suddenly began snoring. Indescribable snores of ear piercing quality. It would start as normal breathing, but at the very height of the breath would come a high whistle.
Michelle had done this before. The trick was to wake her up, without her realizing that it was Jennifer that had awoken her. It sounds tricky, but since they lived in a noisy apartment complex, with mostly first-year university students, they were both used to banging noises. So Jennifer banged on the wall. Michelle continued her whistling snoring. Jennifer banged again, harder this time. Michelle ceased, and Jennifer relaxed once more.
She didn’t relax for long. Again Michelle took up snoring. Jennifer banged on the wall until her hand hurt, but Michelle never woke up enough to go back to sleep and breathe normally. This went on for about half an hour.
Finally Jennifer screamed a short ‘YEAH’, in a high pitched voice. Hopefully Michelle wouldn’t realize it was Jennifer that yelled. Michelle would be pissed if she realized Jennifer was purposely waking her up. Michelle did wake up though. She stalked to the bathroom. Jennifer wasn’t surprised. Michelle hadn’t gone before she went to bed so she could spite Jennifer by going to bed first. Jennifer felt bad about waking Michelle up, and vowed to take the few moments of peace, and then let Michelle snore all she wanted to.
Michelle came back and began snoring again. There was literally no time lapse between Michelle entering her bed and whistling. Except now it was worse. There was a deep rumbling noise before the piercing whistle. Jennifer tossed and turned and tried to keep her promise not to wake Michelle up anymore. She gave in. Jennifer banged on the wall some more, she sang, she screamed. It did no good. Michelle had never before been so persistent in her snoring. Usually Jennifer could snap her out of it for a whole night with just a few bangs.
Two hours had now passed since Jennifer had gone to bed. She was having unpleasant visions of perhaps killing Michelle with her bare hands. Jennifer could literally picture the blood running down Michelle’s face and it made Jennifer feel happy. Why wouldn’t she just shut up? At the very least Jennifer longed to get up and shake Michelle, or scream in such a profound manner Michelle would wake up for a very long time. The hatred that Jennifer sometimes felt for Michelle was burning deep in her. Over and over she said ‘I hate you’, in her mind. The rhythm of ‘I hate you’s coincided with the rhythm of the snores.
It made Jennifer angry. Very angry. She tried to block out the snores by putting her arm over her ear. It didn’t work. Nothing worked. She was never going to be able to sleep! She was going to have to skip her classes tomorrow because she would be too tired to go and it would all be Michelle’s fault!
Visions of bloody Michelle kept running through her mind at an express rate.
‘Whoa’ she told herself. ‘Settle down’. She pictured Clark again. He was beautiful. Mocha skin, tall, handsome, he was everything she wanted in a guy. Maybe one day…A loud roar broke her train of thought. NO! Get back to Clark! He’s gorgeous. Maybe one day he’ll take me for a drive in his beautiful red sports car. Jennifer sank into the fantasy. She was happy. She was almost asleep. A snoring whistle rent the air.
GOD. Would it be so terrible if Jennifer just somehow woke her up for good? Oh she’s murmuring now. Maybe Michelle was waking up. And suddenly it stopped. It was 2am at this point. The whole apartment was unearthly quiet. Jennifer didn’t know if Michelle was being quiet because she was finally sleeping quietly or because she was awake. Jennifer decided not to worry about it. She would just try and sleep in the gorgeous silence.