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CHAPTER 3 : affair Take A Turn For The Worst

well, i could say that i found my one and only lover. the future two weeks after that party had changed my sprightliness. we were in blissful puppy dear, doing everything together. i could say everything was great. the faces of the people at school when they seen me and her walk through the halls together, hand-in-hand, was priceless. we were the talk of the school until something else came up to chew the fat about. i still could n't convince her to let me drive her home. you know, you 'd think id be able to meet her parents, right ? awry. there was something she was keeping from me, and i just could n't look to figure it out. so i decided to put that to the back burner for a bit and focus on more of import military issue. i do n't know how it happened, but we seemed to of contain talking as a lot and there was something ill-timed but she kept admitting that she was hunky-dory. so, one day, after school day i came up an theme to follow her bus to her sign of the zodiac and public lecture to her in private at her rest home. so, i followed the crease of motorcoach as it pulled out of the school parking lot, blue diesel smoke rolling everywhere. i had memorized her bus identification number, so i followed it as it turned, being for certain to keep a few cars between me and the bus. as the bus would finish and go, i would always search for her when Thomas Kyd would get off the bus. but, as i followed the bus back onto the main route, i realized that it was empty and that she was no farseeing on and that i missed her. so, i flipped a U-Turn in the centre of the road, tires squealing as i did. i backed up, dumped the hold and roared my 300ci. motor as fast as it could go, leaving a courteous set of black Deutsche Mark on the route. i sped back the way i had come, slowing down at the shoes the bus stopped, searching for her as far as i could see. as i drove, i remembered one of our speech sound calls where she described her house as being nice, with a light blue outside and Patrick Victor Martindale White window frame of reference, with a tire cut and a overnice, lifted red suburban in the driveway. i looked and looked and ... .. THERE ! there was the menage, with a unseasoned kid in the presence thousand, playing with efflorescence in the grass and Julie hanging up wash on the clothesline. i slowed and pulled into the gravel private road, rock and roll crunching under my tire. the sound of a vehicle approaching made Julie turn around, and when she saw it was me, she said something to the little girl, who i now realized as her niggling first cousin Jennifer that i have met a prison term or two, and Jen ran into the house.

i slowed to a stop and set the parking brake as i got out and stood at the tough of my hand truck as she approached me looking madder than a nest of hornets. before she could say anything, i just simply said `` get in the hand 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 blank reflection on my face to tell apart if i was really serious. she got the fact that i meant business when i walked around, opened the door, and looked at her with the same dummy stare as before. she slowly, cautiously got into my hand truck and i shut the door behind her. her oculus followed me as i walked around and climbed in, waiting money box she buckled before jamming the stick into reverse and flooring it, throwing rocks and dust as the meaty mud tires struggled to get traction on the loosely take gravel. the tire squealed again as they hit the blacktop of the route and i braked difficult, threw it into first off, and sped away, flying through the gears till i got to fourth. keeping it at a stiff 55 mph, not a single Word of God was said as we drove, except she stared at me the intact crusade with a idle look. it was n't a mad spirit, 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 hurt her. i cursed under my breathing spell, slowed to a stopover, got out and threw the front hubs into the 'locked'position, returned to my truck and threw it into four wheel drive. we drove another knot and a half in quiet except for the roaring of the engine and the deep rumble of mud tire on asphalt. i slowed as a grime turnoff came up, and i swung a encompassing rightfield turn onto a backwards commonwealth stain road. i rolled my window up, and suggested she do the Saame but she ignored me. dirt soon turned into mud, and because i was doing a unfaltering 2100 rpm in third gear, she was getting coated in no time. she quickly rolled up her windowpane, but the damage was done, her ovalbumin tankful top had bleak 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 crook and tycoon 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 enough to go through every mud pit and jam i could rule. by the metre we hit the road, my motortruck went from gunmetal Second Earl Grey to mud black, only the windshield was clean enough so i could drive.

doing the 35 mph swiftness limit this time, we took our time driving and were laughing like nix had ever happened. we went to my space and 'washed'my truck, which included her getting soaked revealing she had no bra, and her nipples were visible light as day, she made me a nice grievous bodily harm wig, and she teased me quite a bit as i watched her soap up my hand truck. everything was back to how it should be, and i still had n't asked her to prom yet. as day turned to nighttime, her parents called and said that she had to amount rest home, so i told them id drive her home. as we climbed up in my 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 desire to go with me ? '' she gave me puzzled look, and said `` Hmm ... let me moderate my agenda. '' she looked around my truck, as if she were thinking, then she smiled at me and said `` i would love to go, but i do n't take anything to wear off to it '' she said with a thin frown on her face. i smiled at her and said `` do n't you worry sweetheart, you just go to that dress store in the next town and get anything that your affection desires, and ill manage everything else. '' she leaned over, wrapped her munition around my neck opening and kissed me, obviously happy with the reply. i kissed her back, started the truck, and pulled out of the driveway onto the route with her petite body snuggled up against me as we hit the route.



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

as the hebdomad dragged on, i found it increasingly harder to keep my sanity. with all these selection and thought that she wanted me to take care of, i just answered truthfully and gave the periodic nod with 'yes dear'after it ( after all, that is men 's mystic weapon in relationships ). she obviously knew what i was doing, so it was n't that unavowed, but effective none the LE. she and i drove into the side by side townsfolk, lets call it Redmont, and we went into this little wearing apparel shop packed with other lady friend getting their finis minute hooey for promenade in two twenty-four hours. as she did that, i would take the air over and sit with the other smattering of cat and shoot the picnic and talk about general stuff and nonsense ; the periodic girlfriend would come over and ask her boyfriends'persuasion on something, and of course, we would all return an solution. it was ok, and two minute later we walked out of the place hand in hand as she told me all about her attire, how it fitted her perfectly ( which i have to correspond ) and that she had to go nibble up her dress tomorrow after school. i agreed and we drove home, and as i hit the main road going into town i suddenly remembered something. i looked at her and said `` Honey, there 's a slender trouble. '' `` slight problem to what ? slender as in do n't worry about it or what ? '' she asked. `` well '', i said, `` i have to put to work late tomorrow, and i wo n't be home till 6-ish, and the shop closes at 5:30, so i wo n't be able to have you. do you think your Brother or a parent can take you ? '' she looked a niggling 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 ordinary bicycle kiss. we were french kissing, getting into the moment as we were feeling each other up ; my mitt was cupping her breast and playing with her mamilla as she begun to moan. i played with her tit while she rubbed me off, pressing and rubbing and grabbing my shaft through my blue 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 diabolical grin before she shut the door. i watched as she moved in front of my headlight, spun around, popped her dummy 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. meanwhile, im sitting here in my truck with my jaw on the floorboard a intemperate on, and surprised that she had all of a sudden gotten daring, or maybe she was just really steamy, one or the other. as i started to put the truck in black eye, i happened to expect in the window, and there i saw Jennifer, her little cousin. i started thinking 'oh man, did she see us the integral clock time ?'but pushed the idea aside as i backed out and push home with a smile, a hard-on, and a half a cooler of gas.

the next day came and went by agonizingly slow down for Julie. she could n't wait to get out of school and go get her prom clothes. each passing second seemed like a minute, and every second an hour. she jumped out of her seat at the end of every class in order to build it to the next to wee the day go as fast as possible. she could n't wait to surprise Johnny with the beautiful wearing apparel she picked out. it was a beautiful royal stag blue air dress, that showed off her every curve with a little cleavage, sparkling astragal that shimmered in the twinkle like Stone in a flowing stream and ended at her ankles with a slender band of silky blue thread. the fabric was as mild as new born infant skin. she would do her hair and attain it all flowing, curls and waves all over with a flower to top it all off, and she had some aphrodisiacal intimate apparel she had hidden from her parents, a bluish lace bra with grim plan on it and a blue lash with the same design. they were blade new, as her Friend had gotten her them before she had moved, and never had a reason to wear them. seeing as how prom was tomorrow night, she had to make for certain everything was done today so she had the time of her life tomorrow. her buddy agreed to motor her, obviously happy to get out of the sign for once in a spell. finally, as the terminal bell rang, she practically ran to the bus to get home. the bit she got in her look door, she dragged her crony 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 speedometer, she sorta flopped back into her butt for the 'agonizingly'retentive drive. he brother looked at her, scoffed, and said 'whats a matter with you ?'Julie shook her head and said 'nothing, i just require to get there before the computer memory closes .'Steven just smiled and shook his read/write head. 'listen, little sister, i understand that its your first promenade, but just calm down, engage a deep breath, and relax. trust me, it helps a lot .'she nodded, took a few deep breaths, and smiled saying 'thanks bro .'he nodded to her as he turned out of a unsighted turn onto the main road. neither of them saw it coming ... ...

Reb was thinking that maybe he could charm Julie at the workshop, but he doubted it. he was running late as it was. as he drove along he popped his Chris youth CD in and started listening to his music as he drove along in thought ... ....

Julie felt like she had just gone ten rung with Boxer mike Tyson, she could n't palpate anything except for a combustion pain in her lead leg. as she started to get her bearings, she realized three things when she opened her eye : one, was that she was still in the car, but could n't locomote. second, was that she was on her side. one-third, was that her crony was n't sitting succeeding to her anymore. there was glass and parentage and car parts everywhere. she was still disorientated, felt like the whole creation was spinning around her. she heard a vox, it seemed pretty far off, but she could hear it. she could just make out a fig of a person, and they were talking to someone, but she could n't hear if the were talking to her or someone else.but her attention was drawn away from that as she felt something warmly run down her leg. she touched it, it was actually really warm. she brought her hand up to her boldness, and she realized what the fluid was. it was HER parentage ! 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 part she had been hearing cleared to be a man 's, and he was telling her to delay calm, that assistant was on the way. he told her that she had been involved in a car accident with a semi, and that her car rolled three fourth dimension before coming to a stop on its passenger side, and that she was badly injured and he did n't acknowledge where her Brother was. she remembered hearing the faint audio of people talking and Delilah growing louder, then everything went disastrous ... ... ....

Reb was driving along, singing along to the music when he came up on a binding up of traffic. so, sit in traffic he did. traffic would be active and then stop, it continued this way for 20 mo till he could see the causer of the binding up. there was fire, police, and ems on view of what appeared to bad a car fortuity. it looked like a red suburban got chewed up and sprinkle out by the wreck log truck on the side of the road. he thought about it, was n't Julie in a suburban ? he pushed the idea out of his pass, thinking it could n't be her. as traffic started flowing again, he passed the stroke and his heart just stopped. there was Julie, unconscious 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 chance event. he started fighting with firefighters and police, trying to get to Julie with no luck, he ran to the fire 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 straw man of a fully loaded semifinal carrying a trailer full of corner logs. the man driving the SUV was n't wearing a seat bang and was ejected from the car and was found dead 60 railyard back on the slope of the mountain where the car first rolled, his neck opening broken. johnny could n't conceive it, he went around to the other incline of the fire hand truck, and stood there and stared in mental rejection. for ten minute he sat there, watching through teary-eyed eyes as they cut Julie out of the lacerated SUV. finally, when they were capable to free her from the wreck, they put her on a back board, 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 psychic trauma center 60 miles away. the ambulance sped off, with a constabulary date ahead, and johnny raced back to his truck to foregather his girl at the hospital.

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constructive critique welcomed, also may consider estimation on what you think should take place next, and if this gets prescribed suffrage and stays above 90 % positive, then ill write and post up chapters 5 & 6