Chapter Two: May 18th

Chapter Two: May 18th

A Chapter by The old me

Chapter Two: May 18th

I roll to the other side of the bed, not facing her. I know I just committed a major sin, a great feeling sin at least. But needless to say I felt dirty in a way. I must go to confessional to try to save my soul from what I just did. I roll back over to face her. Hannah, a stunning and amazing black haired angel in my eyes. She grins. She seemed to enjoy the whole thing. She had wanted to do this with me for a long time. She was the closest person in my life, she was just my everything. We shared everything and had some much in common. We were soul mates. At least we sinned together. Well she had sinned like this a long time ago with someone else when we weren’t together. She always said that I put her back on the righteous path. I feel mixed about the whole thing, I know I really loved this girl but I’m told to wait till we get married to really have a chance to express it. Well I just jumped that one step now.

She leans over and kisses me. I feel at peace now when she did that. We stop and lock eyes. She speaks.

“I love you.”

“I love you too.”

“I’m glad we finally did this.”

“Me too.”

Just then my bedroom door gets opened. My mom walks in. Then release a blood rattling scream and points at Hannah.

“Get out of the bed and out of my house, you harlot.”

Hannah jumps out and runs to her clothes. My mom grows inpatient and screams out.

“Get dressed and get out.”

Hannah gets dressed and starts to head out. My mom turns to me and yells.

“You too and never come back, you sinner.”

I quickly get up and get dressed. I hesitate to leave but she hits me. So I grab Hannah’s hand and walk out. We head down the street. I’m completely scared. I know now for sure that sin does cost you, and I was only beginning to know. We head to Hannah’s house. We walk in silence, but we never stop holding each other’s hand. We arrive there but once we get to the door, she turns to me. She kisses me and says.

“I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be, I love you.” I smile. Then lean in to kiss her again.

She smiles and opens the door to the house. We got up to her room and lock ourselves in from the world. We quickly fall asleep in each other’s arms.

Hours later we get woken up by knocks at Hannah’s door. It’s her mother.

“Your father is downstairs, John.”

I get up and head downstairs. Hannah follows to support me if its needed. I see my dad and Hannah’s dad talking. Her parents were almost as strict as mine but they at least I and Hannah loved each other. Everyone’s face seemed like they knew what happened. I walk up to them picking up the ending of Hannah’s dad sentence.

“They will stay here.”

I arrive in front of my dad. He looks at me, with the most disgusted face ever. He drops a bag of clothes. I speak first.

“Is this all I’m getting?”

He turns away to leave and says the last things he will ever say to me.

“You are a disappointment. You’re lucky that you ever got that.”



© 2011 The old me


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gosh... such torrents of emotion... great work!! :))

Posted 13 Years Ago


Awww. How sad. I love how you pictured the very esense of what a disappointed religious father would be like disappointed in his son. I loved the drama in this chapter and cant wait for more!!! Wonderful job!

Posted 13 Years Ago


Oh my :O thats really harsh. This is really good though :D my only critique would be when the mom is yelling there should be exclamation marks instead of periods so that it add's more drama, and that you can tell she's yelling. Other than that, amazing (:

Posted 13 Years Ago



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