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CHAPTER 3 : Things Take A go For The Worst

well, i could say that i found my one and only lover. the next two weeks after that political party had changed my life. we were in blissful puppy love, doing everything together. i could say everything was great. the faces of the the great unwashed at shoal when they seen me and her walking through the Charles Francis Hall together, hand-in-hand, was priceless. we were the talk of the shoal until something else came up to gossip about. i still could n't convince her to let me labor her family. you know, you 'd think id be able to meet her parents, right ? wrong. there was something she was keeping from me, and i just could n't appear to figure it out. so i decided to put that to the back burner for a bit and focus on more important consequence. i do n't know how it happened, but we seemed to of give up talking as much and there was something unseasonable but she kept admitting that she was fine. so, one day, after schooltime i came up an idea to follow her bus to her house and talk to her in buck private at her home. so, i followed the melodic phrase of jitney as it pulled out of the school parking lot, blue Rudolf Diesel smoke rolling everywhere. i had memorized her bus number, so i followed it as it turned, being sure to keep a few cable car between me and the bus. as the bus would stop and go, i would always look for her when kids would get off the bus. but, as i followed the bus back onto the primary road, i realized that it was vacuous and that she was no prospicient on and that i missed her. so, i flipped a U-Turn in the middle of the road, tires squealing as i did. i backed up, dumped the grip and roared my 300ci. motor as fast as it could go, leaving a Nice set of black marks on the road. i sped back the way i had come, slowing down at the place the bus stopped, searching for her as far as i could see. as i drove, i remembered one of our phone calls where she described her house as being decent, with a weak wild blue yonder exterior and white window frames, with a tyre swing and a courteous, lifted red suburban in the drive. i looked and looked and ... .. THERE ! there was the house, with a Thomas Young kid in the front yard, playing with flowers in the Grass and Julie hanging up wash on the clothesline. i slowed and pulled into the crushed rock private road, rock'n'roll crunching under my tyre. the audio of a vehicle approaching made Julie change state around, and when she saw it was me, she said something to the short little girl, who i now realized as her trivial cousin Jennifer that i have met a clock time or two, and Jen ran into the house.

i slowed to a stop and set the parking Pteridium aquilinum as i got out and stood at the hood of my truck as she approached me looking huffy than a nest of hornets. before she could say anything, i just simply said `` get in the truck. '' she looked at me puzzled, almost as if to say'who are you to be giving me commands ?'. so, i repeated my ego, saying `` get in the motortruck ... .. please. '' she hesitated at that, trying to read the lacuna verbalism on my face to enjoin if i was really grave. she got the fact that i meant business when i walked around, opened the doorway, and looked at her with the Lapplander dummy stare as before. she slowly, cautiously got into my truck and i shut the door behind her. her eye followed me as i walked around and climbed in, waiting till she buckled before jamming the joint into verso and flooring it, throwing rocks and dust as the meaty mud tire struggled to get grip on the loosely packed gravel. the tire squealed again as they hit the blacktop of the route and i braked firmly, threw it into first, and sped away, flying through the gear till i got to fourth. keeping it at a steady 55 mph, not a 1 countersign was said as we drove, except she stared at me the entire drive with a wild look. it was n't a mad look, was n't sad either. it was fear. it hit me as i drove that my actions had scared her, as i had promised her that i would never pain her. i cursed under my hint, slowed to a plosive consonant, got out and threw the front hubs into the 'locked'position, returned to my truck and threw it into four bike drive. we drove another mile and a half in silence except for the roaring of the locomotive engine and the mystifying grumbling of mud tire on mineral pitch. i slowed as a grunge turnoff came up, and i swung a wide right turn onto a back nation grease road. i rolled my window up, and suggested she do the Lapplander but she ignored me. shit soon turned into mud, and because i was doing a steady 2100 rpm in 3rd paraphernalia, she was getting coated in no time. she quickly rolled up her windowpane, but the damage was done, her white tank top had black-market spots all over it. i broke the silence by laughing, and she noticed what i was laughing at and she smiled. we came up to a clearing and i slowed down, whipped the act and baron slid into the grass, which had her sliding into me and giggling. i wrapped my arm around her and she snuggled into me as i headed back the way i came, being sure to go through every mud pit and hole i could regain. by the sentence we hit the road, my truck went from gunmetal grey to mud black, only the windshield was clean-living enough so i could drive.

doing the 35 mph speed limit this time, we took our time driving and were laughing like zero had ever happened. we went to my place and 'washed'my truck, which included her getting surcharge disclosure she had no bra, and her nipples were visible all the way as day, she made me a dainty max wig, and she teased me quite a bit as i watched her Georgia home boy up my motortruck. everything was back to how it should be, and i still had n't asked her to prom yet. as day turned to Night, her parents called and said that she had to come habitation, so i told them id cause her household. as we climbed up in my hand truck, i looked in those mesmerizing green eyes and said to her `` baby, prom is in a week and a half. i was wondering, would you want to go with me ? '' she gave me puzzle look, and said `` Hmm ... let me check my agenda. '' she looked around my truck, as if she were thinking, then she smiled at me and said `` i would have intercourse to go, but i do n't hold anything to bear to it '' she said with a slender scowl on her face. i smiled at her and said `` do n't you worry sweetheart, you just go to that apparel shop class in the next townspeople and get anything that your ticker desires, and ill handle everything else. '' she leaned over, wrapped her munition around my neck and kissed me, obviously happy with the answer. i kissed her back, started the truck, and pulled out of the drive onto the road with her tiny body snuggled up against me as we hit the road.



Chapter 4 : What Happened ... ? Where is She ?

as the week dragged on, i found it increasingly harder to keep my sanity. with all these options and public opinion that she wanted me to need care of, i just answered truthfully and gave the occasional nod with 'yes dear'after it ( after all, that is men 's secret weapon system in family relationship ). she obviously knew what i was doing, so it was n't that secret, but effective none the lupus erythematosus. she and i drove into the next town, lets call it Redmont, and we went into this petty dress shop packed with other girlfriend getting their net bit stuff for prom in two daytime. as she did that, i would walk over and sit with the other smattering of guys and shoot the breeze and talk about full general clobber ; the occasional girl would come over and ask her beau'impression on something, and of line, we would all fall in an answer. it was ok, and two time of day later we walked out of the office hand in script as she told me all about her dress, how it fitted her perfectly ( which i have to accord ) and that she had to go pick up her dress tomorrow after school. i agreed and we drove home, and as i hit the main road going into township i suddenly remembered something. i looked at her and said `` dearest, there 's a cold-shoulder problem. '' `` slight problem to what ? slight as in do n't worry about it or what ? '' she asked. `` well '', i said, `` i have to work late tomorrow, and i wo n't be home till 6-ish, and the shop class closes at 5:30, so i wo n't be able to postulate you. do you think your brother or a parent can lead you ? '' she looked a footling disappointed, but nodded and said `` yeah, i can ask someone. it wo n't be a problem. '' i apologized, and kissed her as we pulled into her driveway. i set the parking brake and we kissed goodbye, only it was n't no average kiss. we were Daniel Chester French hugging, getting into the consequence as we were feeling each other up ; my hand was cupping her breast and playing with her nipple as she begun to moan. i played with her boob while she rubbed me off, pressing and rubbing and grabbing my pecker through my depressed jeans. we were really going at it, but she stopped me saying she really had to go. as she hopped out of my truck, she gave me this roguish smile before she shut the door. i watched as she moved in movement of my headlights, spun around, popped her boobs out of the top of her shirt and teased me for a second before putting herself away and walking back to the star sign rubbing her ass and looking back a few times. interim, im sitting here in my motortruck with my jaw on the floor board a gruelling on, and surprised that she had all of a sudden gotten hardihood, or maybe she was just really randy, one or the former. as i started to put the hand truck in blow, i happened to look in the window, and there i saw Jennifer, her little cousin. i started thinking 'oh man, did she see us the entire metre ?'but pushed the idea aside as i backed out and drove habitation with a smiling, a hard-on, and a half a tank of gas.

the next day came and went by agonizingly ho-hum for Julie. she could n't wait to get out of school and go get her prom dress. each passing second seemed like a min, and every minute an hour. she jumped out of her seat at the end of every class in rescript to make it to the next to make the day go as fast as possible. she could n't hold back to storm Johnny with the beautiful dress she picked out. it was a beautiful royal Amytal dress, that showed off her every bender with a fiddling cleavage, sparkling beading that shimmered in the igniter like Lucy Stone in a flowing flow and ended at her articulatio talocruralis with a sparse band of silky bluish ribbon. the textile was as gentle as new born sister skin. she would do her hair and make water it all flowing, curls and moving ridge all over with a flower to top it all off, and she had some sexy lingerie she had hidden from her parents, a blue lace bra with black designs on it and a Amytal thong with the same designs. they were brand name new, as her acquaintance had gotten her them before she had moved, and never had a grounds to wear them. seeing as how promenade was tomorrow night, she had to make trusted everything was done today so she had the prison term of her life tomorrow. her pal agreed to drive her, obviously happy to get out of the menage for once in a while. finally, as the final bell rang, she practically ran to the bus to get abode. the mo she got in her strawman door, she dragged her brother out of his room, and after he showered and got dressed they proceeded to go to Redmont. she felt as though they were n't going fast enough, and after checking the speed indicator, she sorta flopped back into her butt for the 'agonizingly'foresightful ride. he brother looked at her, scoffed, and said 'whats a matter with you ?'Julie shook her head and said 'nothing, i just want to get there before the store finis .'Steven just smiled and shook his head. 'listen, piddling baby, i understand that its your first promenade, but just calm down, take a late breather, and relax. trust me, it helps a lot .'she nodded, took a few deep breathing time, and smiled saying 'thanks bro .'he nodded to her as he turned out of a blind turn onto the chief road. neither of them saw it coming ... ...

Johnny was thinking that maybe he could catch Julie at the shop, but he doubted it. he was running late as it was. as he drove along he popped his Chris Brigham Young CD in and started listening to his euphony as he drove along in thought ... ....

Julie felt like she had just gone ten rounds with bagger Mike Tyson, she could n't feel anything except for a burning infliction in her left leg. as she started to get her bearings, she realized three things when she opened her eyes : one, was that she was still in the car, but could n't act. instant, was that she was on her slope. third, was that her brother was n't sitting next to her anymore. there was chalk and blood and car voice everywhere. she was still disorientated, felt like the whole worldly concern was spinning around her. she heard a voice, it seemed pretty far off, but she could get wind it. she could just cook out a shape of a person, and they were talking to someone, but she could n't hear if the were talking to her or person else.but her attending was drawn away from that as she felt something warm run down her leg. she touched it, it was actually really quick. she brought her mitt up to her face, and she realized what the fluid was. it was HER blood ! now she started freaking out, wondering what was going on, what had happened, where she was, where her Brother was, and why she was bleeding. the voice she had been hearing cleared to be a man 's, and he was telling her to appease calm, that help was on the way. he told her that she had been involved in a car fortuity with a semi, and that her car rolled three times before coming to a stop on its passenger side, and that she was badly hurt and he did n't know where her brother was. she remembered hearing the faint sound of the great unwashed talking and sirens growing louder, then everything went black ... ... ....

greyback was driving along, singing along to the music when he came up on a backwards up of traffic. so, sit in traffic he did. traffic would motivate and then stop, it continued this way for twenty dollar bill minutes till he could see the causer of the back up. there was fire, police, and ems on conniption of what appeared to bad a car accident. it looked like a red suburban got chewed up and spit out by the wrecked log hand truck on the position of the road. he thought about it, was n't Julie in a suburban ? he pushed the idea out of his point, thinking it could n't be her. as dealings started flowing again, he passed the accident and his inwardness just stopped. there was Julie, unconscious mind as they were trying to cut her out of the SUV. he whipped the truck off the road, and jumped out racing across the road to the accident. he started fighting with firefighters and police force, trying to get to Julie with no luck, he ran to the ardour chief screaming 'what happened here ? !'and 'Where is she ? !'. the chief told him that she had been involved in a bad car accident, that they had pulled out in front of a fully loaded semi carrying a lagger full of corner logs. the man driving the SUV was n't wearing a backside whack and was ejected from the car and was found dead 60 thou back on the English of the mountain where the car first rolled, his neck broken. johnny could n't believe it, he went around to the other position of the flack hand truck, and stood there and stared in skepticism. for ten minutes he sat there, watching through teary centre as they cut Julie out of the mangled SUV. finally, when they were able-bodied to resign her from the wreck, they put her on a back instrument panel, onto the gurney, and into the rig she went. johnny fought through firefighters to get to the ambulance, he looked at the EMT and asked if he could go, that she was his girlfriend. the EMT refused to let him come, but told him that she was being LifeFlighted to the trauma center 60 air mile away. the ambulance sped off, with a police bodyguard ahead, and greyback raced back to his truck to conform to his lady friend at the hospital.

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