The Journey (3 ratings) by N.M. Branson
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[Warning: Adult content. Do not read if you are under 18 and/or if it is illegal in your area to do so] We had been together for almost a year. We had made plans last week for
our wedding over the summer. Then he pulls this stunt. That bastard. I had to
get away from him. I wanted to kill him. Revenge was on my mind. Hurting him as
much as he hurt me was my only thought. I stormed out of my apartment. Never
once thinking about telling him to get out and go to his own home. I needed to
talk to someone before I did something stupid like killing him or worse having
a one-night stand.
"Felicia, wait we must talk." He yelled from my patio door.
"Go to hell, Billy."
"No, wait come back here."
I stopped turned and went back through my patio door. I stopped in my
kitchen and grabbed my old college buddy Jack Daniel's and two glasses, and
calmly walked to my patio door.
" Billy, go home." I screamed at him
With that I ran to my car got in and drove off. I had nowhere to go at
first. I had no idea where I was going to end up. On that fateful October night
my journey began. Knowing then what I know now I would have stayed home and
cuddled with my bottle and some ice cream. As I drove I realized where I was
so, I went off to talk with one of my girlfriends, Christy. She would help me.
She would talk some sense into me. I sped off towards her apartment. When I got
there I went to here door and banged on it. There was now answer. I tried the
knob?locked. The fates were toying with me. I felt as in one moment I had lost
it all.
"Christy, damn it Christy where are you?" I yelled at a locked door.
Ever notice that once chance moment in your life changes the course forever.
I have always thought that if she were home to comfort me. If she were there I
would have never embarked on this journey. Although I have learned a lot on
this journey, the pain that I had to endure has all but killed me. This was one
of the many turning points in this journey. The one moment that would have
shortened the journey. If only the fates would let things be. Next Page Copyright © 1999, 2000, 2001 N.M. Branson, sffworld.com. All rights reserved. No part of this may be reproduced or reprinted without permission in writing from the author. The author has submitted the work in accordance with and in agreement with the following Submission Guidelines.
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