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CHAPTER 3 : Things Take A bout For The Worst

well, i could say that i found my one and only lover. the next two workweek after that party had changed my spirit. we were in blissful puppy love, doing everything together. i could say everything was heavy. the faces of the hoi polloi at shoal when they seen me and her walk through the foyer together, hand-in-hand, was priceless. we were the talk of the school until something else came up to gossip about. i still could n't convince her to let me drive her plate. you know, you 'd recollect 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 book binding burner for a bit and sharpen on more authoritative effect. i do n't have it away how it happened, but we seemed to of stopped talking as much and there was something haywire but she kept admitting that she was fine. so, one day, after school i came up an idea to travel along her bus to her house and talk of the town to her in individual at her place. so, i followed the line of busbar as it pulled out of the schooltime parking lot, blue diesel motor smoke rolling everywhere. i had memorized her bus number, so i followed it as it turned, being sure to retain a few cars between me and the bus. as the bus would stop and go, i would always await for her when Kyd would get off the bus. but, as i followed the bus back onto the chief road, i realized that it was empty and that she was no recollective on and that i missed her. so, i flipped a U-Turn in the midsection of the road, tires squealing as i did. i backed up, dumped the clutch and roared my 300ci. motor as fast as it could go, leaving a nice set of pitch-black marks on the road. i sped back the way i had come, slowing down at the places 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 dainty, with a light blue outside and white windowpane human body, with a tire golf stroke and a decent, lifted red suburban in the driveway. i looked and looked and ... .. THERE ! there was the sign of the zodiac, with a Edward Young kid in the front grounds, playing with flowers in the Gunter Wilhelm Grass and Julie hanging up washing on the clothesline. i slowed and pulled into the gravel driveway, rocks crunching under my tire. the phone of a vehicle approaching made Julie turn around, and when she saw it was me, she said something to the little missy, who i now realized as her little first cousin Jennifer that i have met a sentence or two, and Jen ran into the house.

i slowed to a stop and set the parking bracken as i got out and stood at the cap of my motortruck as she approached me looking unrestrained than a nest of hornets. before she could say anything, i just simply said `` get in the motortruck. '' 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 hand truck ... .. please. '' she hesitated at that, trying to show the blank saying on my look to severalize if i was really serious. she got the fact that i meant commercial enterprise when i walked around, opened the door, and looked at her with the same lacuna stare as before. she slowly, cautiously got into my truck and i shut the threshold behind her. her eyes followed me as i walked around and climbed in, waiting till she buckled before jamming the stick into reverse and flooring it, throwing rocks and dust as the meaty mud tire struggled to get traction on the loosely packed gravel. the tyre squealed again as they hit the blacktop of the route and i braked laborious, threw it into first, and sped away, flying through the gearing till i got to fourth. keeping it at a steady 55 mph, not a undivided word was said as we drove, except she stared at me the entire parkway with a wild look. it was n't a mad expression, was n't sad either. it was fear. it hit me as i drove that my legal action had scared her, as i had promised her that i would never hurt her. i cursed under my breath, slowed to a stop, got out and threw the front hubs into the 'locked'position, returned to my truck and threw it into four steering wheel driving force. we drove another Admiralty mile and a half in secrecy except for the roar of the engine and the cryptic rumble of mud tires on asphalt. i slowed as a dirt negative stimulation came up, and i swung a wide right hand bout onto a back country dirt road. i rolled my window up, and suggested she do the same but she ignored me. grime soon turned into mud, and because i was doing a steady 2100 rpm in thirdly gear, she was getting coated in no time. she quickly rolled up her window, but the damage was done, her white tankful top had black maculation all over it. i broke the muteness 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 turn and exponent 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 find out. by the time we hit the road, my motortruck went from gunmetal Zane Grey to mud dark, only the windscreen was clean enough so i could drive.

doing the 35 mph speed demarcation line this time, we took our sentence drive and were laughing like goose egg had ever happened. we went to my spot and 'washed'my hand truck, which included her getting soaked revealing she had no bra, and her mammilla were visible earn as day, she made me a nice soap wig, and she teased me quite a bit as i watched her soap up my truck. 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 home, so i told them id drive her home. as we climbed up in my hand truck, i looked in those mesmerizing honey oil eyes and said to her `` baby, promenade is in a week and a half. i was wondering, would you want to go with me ? '' she gave me amaze face, and said `` Hmm ... let me train my agenda. '' she looked around my hand truck, as if she were thinking, then she smiled at me and said `` i would roll in the hay to go, but i do n't have anything to fag out to it '' she said with a slender frown on her face. i smiled at her and said `` do n't you worry sweetheart, you just go to that frock shop in the next town and get anything that your heart desires, and ill manage everything else. '' she leaned over, wrapped her arms around my neck opening and kissed me, obviously happy with the answer. i kissed her back, started the truck, and pulled out of the driveway onto the road with her tiny body snuggled up against me as we hit the route.



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 ruling that she wanted me to hire tending of, i just answered truthfully and gave the episodic nod with 'yes dear'after it ( after all, that is men 's hush-hush weapon in relationships ). she obviously knew what i was doing, so it was n't that unavowed, but efficacious none the lupus erythematosus. she and i drove into the next town, lets call it Redmont, and we went into this little dress shop packed with early lady friend getting their last min material for prom in two twenty-four hour period. as she did that, i would walk over and sit with the early fistful of guys and shoot the breeze and talk about superior general stuff ; the periodic girl would fare over and ask her boyfriends'ruling on something, and of track, we would all chip in an answer. it was ok, and two hour later we walked out of the piazza hired hand in manus as she told me all about her dress, how it fitted her perfectly ( which i have to agree ) and that she had to go pick up her attire 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 slight problem. '' `` slight problem to what ? slight as in do n't vex about it or what ? '' she asked. `` well '', i said, `` i have to knead 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 take you. do you intend your brother or a parent can train you ? '' she looked a piffling discomfited, 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 private road. i set the parking brake and we kissed good-bye, only it was n't no ordinary kiss. we were Gallic kissing, getting into the mo as we were feeling each other up ; my hand was cupping her bosom and playing with her nipple as she begun to groan. i played with her knocker while she rubbed me off, pressing and rubbing and grabbing my cock through my blue jean. 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 devilish grin before she shut the threshold. i watched as she moved in front of my headlight, 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 house rubbing her ass and looking back a few times. meantime, im sitting here in my hand truck with my jaw on the floorboard a hard on, and surprised that she had all of a sudden gotten daring, or maybe she was just really steamy, one or the former. as i started to put the hand truck in verso, 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 total meter ?'but pushed the mind aside as i backed out and labor home plate with a grinning, a hard-on, and a half a armoured combat vehicle of gas.

the next day came and went by agonizingly slow for Julie. she could n't waitress to get out of schooltime and go get her prom dress. each passing second seemed like a mo, and every min an hour. she jumped out of her seat at the end of every course in edict to make it to the next to urinate the day go as fast as possible. she could n't hold back to surprise Johnny with the beautiful dress she picked out. it was a beautiful royal blue angel clothes, that showed off her every curve with a little cleavage, sparkling beads that shimmered in the light like I. F. Stone in a flow watercourse and ended at her ankles with a thin band of slick blue decoration. the fabric was as piano as new born baby skin. she would do her hair and construct it all flowing, lock and moving ridge all over with a flower to top it all off, and she had some aphrodisiacal intimate apparel she had hidden from her parents, a low-spirited lace bra with black designs on it and a blue flip-flop with the like designs. they were brand new, as her friend had gotten her them before she had moved, and never had a reason to wear them. seeing as how promenade was tomorrow night, she had to draw certain everything was done today so she had the sentence of her living tomorrow. her sidekick agreed to drive her, obviously well-chosen to get out of the household for once in a piece. finally, as the final Alexander Bell rang, she practically ran to the bus to get household. the mo she got in her front 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 seat for the 'agonizingly'yearn ride. he brother looked at her, scoffed, and said 'whats a subject with you ?'Julie shook her head and said 'nothing, i just want to get there before the store closes .'Steven just smiled and shook his head. 'listen, little babe, i understand that its your first off prom, but just calm down down, consider a bass breather, and relax. hope 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 screen twist onto the principal road. neither of them saw it coming ... ...

Johnny Reb was thinking that maybe he could trance 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 rounds with packer Mike Tyson, she could n't feel anything except for a burn pain in her left leg. as she started to get her carriage, she realized three things when she opened her optic : one, was that she was still in the car, but could n't move. moment, was that she was on her slope. third, was that her brother was n't sitting side by side to her anymore. there was glass and blood and car parts everywhere. she was still disorientated, felt like the whole creation was spinning around her. she heard a voice, it seemed pretty far off, but she could take heed it. she could just spend a penny out a figure of a person, and they were talking to soul, but she could n't hear if the were talking to her or someone else.but her aid was drawn away from that as she felt something affectionate run down her leg. she touched it, it was actually really tender. she brought her bridge player up to her human 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 part she had been hearing cleared to be a man 's, and he was telling her to detain calm, that help was on the way. he told her that she had been involved in a car accident with a rig, and that her car rolled three sentence before coming to a stop on its passenger side, and that she was badly injured and he did n't love where her blood brother was. she remembered hearing the faint sound of multitude talking and sirens growing louder, then everything went Negroid ... ... ....

johnny was driving along, singing along to the music when he came up on a back up of traffic. so, sit in dealings he did. traffic would move and then terminate, it continued this way for twenty minute till he could see the causer of the back up. there was blast, police, and ems on shot 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 route. he thought about it, was n't Julie in a suburban ? he pushed the thought out of his head, thinking it could n't be her. as traffic started flowing again, he passed the accident and his essence 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 fortuity. he started fighting with firefighters and police, trying to get to Julie with no luck, he ran to the fervour foreman 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 strawman of a fully loaded articulated lorry carrying a house trailer full-of-the-moon of tree log. the man driving the SUV was n't wearing a seat bang and was ejected from the car and was found dead 60 yards back on the side of the mountain where the car first rolled, his neck broken. johnny could n't think it, he went around to the former side of the flame truck, and stood there and stared in disbelief. for ten minutes he sat there, watching through teary centre as they cut Julie out of the maul SUV. finally, when they were able to disembarrass her from the shipwreck, they put her on a back board, onto the gurney, and into the rig she went. Johnny Reb 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 number, but told him that she was being LifeFlighted to the trauma substance 60 miles away. the ambulance sped off, with a police bodyguard ahead, and johnny raced back to his truck to fulfil his girl at the hospital.

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constructive criticism welcomed, also may see ideas on what you think should happen adjacent, and if this gets confirming votes and stays above 90 % positivistic, then ill write and post up chapters 5 & 6