Chapter 1A Chapter by InterijentoWritesIve decided to make this book into chapters. So let me know if you think the first couple of chapters are too short. Im not really sure how many pages/words are in one chapter.A small hand reached across a table top for a
sleek, black cell phone that lay in the center. A mere second before her hand
grasped the phone, it vibrated on the table, the ringtone reverberating off the
wood and filling the silence that surrounded her. A small gasp escapes her lips
as she wraps her fingers around the phone. I dont think that will ever cease to amaze
me. "Hello? This is Eliz-" Before she could
even finish her introduction, a frantic voice called to her. "Elizabeth, honey. Thank God. Where the hell
have you been? Ive tried your apartment number twenty times. I even went to
your apartment. They said you hadnt been there in weeks!" Elizabeth sighed gently, putting the phone to her
other ear as she rose from the table and began to walk around the table.
"Im fine, Harold. Ive just been relaxing." She said softly, trying to
ease his worries. Harold scoffed angrily, and Elizabeth knew he
wasnt going to buy that. "I dont know what you've been doing lately, but
it ends now. You come home, this instant." Harold's voice rang over the
reciever, and he held a stern tone, showing there was no arguing. Though, now
he was silent, and Elizabeth assumed it was her chance to talk. "I promise Ill come home soon. I need to
deal with this, and I cant do it from home." She paused for a moment, giving
Harold a chance to argue with her. When he didnt speak, she continued. "I
know you dont know, or even understand what's going on, but-" Elizabeth was cut off by the sound of the dial
tone ringing in her ear. She slammed the phone down on the table, her blood
boiling. He hung up on me. I cant believe it. As Elizabeth stood there, leaning over one of the
table's chairs, she felt her heart sinking in her chest. A heavy sigh passed
through her parted lips, her heart rate coming back down, the anger fading,
hanging her head in defeat. I need to tell him. Harold needs to know. He
deserves to know. But... he wont understand- You're damn right he wont understand. Elizabeth sighed as her thoughts were interrupted
by her lover's thoughts; Alex. As his name entered Elizabeth's thoughts, he
emerged from the bed room, flashing a large smile in Elizabeth's direction. He
ran a smooth and steady hand through his jet black hair and then went into the
bathroom, slamming the door behind him. Gah! Must you always bother me in the morning,
Alex? Alex could be heard in the bathroom, merely
chuckling at Elizabeth's anger. Elizabeth hung her head once more, then pulled a
chair out and sat down, laying her cheek against the cool table top, trying to
relax, and think. Alex erupted from the bathroom, slamming the door
closed before walking over to the kitchen table and sitting down beside
Elizabeth. His hair fell in his eyes as he reached over and held Elizabeth's
shoulders. Itll be alright. He reassured her. A smile spread across Elizabeth's lips as they
shared another wordless moment. She leaned her head against his shoulder,
wrapping her arms around his stomach and breathing easily. As long as Alex was
around, all was good. It often made Elizabeth wonder what she would ever do if
Alex were to leave her. Id never leave you, love. Elizabeth nodded in agreement. Then, Alex rose
from the table and prepared the two a bowl of cereal. He set a bowl down in
front of Elizabeth, then went to sit across from her and eat his own. "You
know you can't tell Harold. I dont care how guilty you feel. It will only make
matters worse." I know that. But this is ruining our relationshi- You're relationship is down the shitter,
Elizabeth. Then it's only further hurting the both of
us. Let it go, Alpha. Be a pack leader, and just let it go. © 2012 InterijentoWritesAuthor's Note
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19 Reviews Added on January 4, 2012 Last Updated on March 13, 2012 AuthorInterijentoWritesRacine, WIAboutMy name is Tresa. I am 17 years old. I have been writing for 10 years. I am currently in the progress of writing a novella, called Elizabeth May Charles. Also, I know a lot of you have reviewed my .. more..Writing
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