Chapter Four; From East to West

Miriam slowly opened her eyes. Everything was blurry and loud. The blood in her head was thumping really hard and her body ached all over. She tried to move but only to be in more pain. She grunted out from the agony. Miriam couldn’t understand why her arm hurt so much, until she looked down and remembered. She remembered everything- well except after she got knocked out.

Miriam was able to set herself up on her good arm. She put all her weight into it because its the only thing she could do for now. Miriam took a look at her surroundings and found herself in an unfamiliar place. She saw a dark figure coming into the room. Miriam squinted her eyes only to see a familiar face. She screamed once she realized. “Get away from me!” she screamed on the top of her lungs. She shot herself straight up and tried to scoot back on the bed she was laying on, while clinging onto her arm.

The guy tried to calm her down. “Ssh, I’m not going to hurt you…” he said very calmly and deep. Miriam was confused and in pain. She didn’t have enough energy to fend for herself. “Please stay away..” she cried out. She was afraid to be hurt again.

The man stepped a little closer with his hands out. He took a look at her arm that she was holding onto. “I can fix that” he said as he pointed to her arm. Miriam followed his stare at her arm. She didn’t move as the young lad came closer to her with an AID kit. Was she really going to let this stranger fix her? Well she didn’t really have a choice. She couldn’t go to the town’s nurse or else she’ll just ask questions and it will somehow get back to her family really soon.

Miriam watched as the man stitched her arm up and cleaned off all the dry blood that was on her arm and hands. For some reason; his touch calmed her down a little. “Who are you..?” she said still a little wary. The guy looked at her with his blue eyes. “Wittmer…Abram Wittmer.” The fellow stood up to put the kit away. He turned his attention back to the beautiful long, black haired girl. He wondered if she knew she was wearing his clothes. “I saved you from those guys and brought you back to my place to clean you up.” He said as he pointed to her clothes. 

Miriam was a little confused to looked to where he pointed. That’s when she realized she wasn’t wearing her gown nor her cap. Her parents and her town will ban her if they ever catch her without her attire. She slowly ran her fingers through her hair. Miriam smiled a little as she saw Abram watching her. “What?” she asked

Abram just smiled a little and shook his head. He tried avoiding all the thoughts that were running through his mind now. “Nothing.” Miriam gave him a weird look before attempting to stand up. Her legs hurt from falling into the creek and landing on the rocks. She ended up falling backwards onto his bed. Abram quickly raced over to her and helped her lay on her back. “Maybe you should get some rest” he said as calm as he could. Miriam couldn’t get back to sleep though. She had to get home so her parents wouldn’t worry. Abram knew what she was thinking about but couldn’t allow that. He knew she would get in trouble for being out all night and getting herself hurt. He wanted to keep her safe, and keep her here into she’s fully healed.

“You hungry?” he asked her. She looked like she hadn’t ate in days. Miriam nodded her head wary. Abram headed into his kitchen to bring out the food. He cooked her up some spaghetti with some bread he bought in a bakery. He handed the plate over to Miriam, who just stared at the plate. She didn’t know what to make of it. Should I eat it? She questioned herself in her head. A silence grew in the room.

“So I never caught your name” Abram said as he looked at her. Miriam looked up from the plate and looked at him. “It’s Miriam..” she said quietly. Why am I socializing with him?! She questioned herself again. She hated guys like him, but he was just so nice, and gentle, and…cute. What? She mentally screamed at herself in her head. What was she thinking? She can’t like him. She picked up the fork from her plate and took a bite of her spaghetti before Abram can ask her anymore questions.

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Chapter Two; The Book

At the end of the day, Eileen was in the theatre. She was trying to help the crew set up for the show tonight. Eileen sighed as she wiped the sweat off of her forehead. Her phone vibrated in her back pocket. She stopped sweeping the stage for a little while to check her phone. “Matthew: Got out of meeting early. Where R U?” is what flashed across her iPhone. She sighed once more, but smiled knowing he got out early for her. She slid her finger across to unlock her phone, and went into her inbox. She quickly texted back, “Finishing up cleaning. I’ll be home soon! :)” then hit send. She locked her phone again before sliding it back into her back pocket. She loved how thin her phone was, so there wasn’t a big bulge on her butt. Eileen laughed a little at the thought.

The reason Eileen was sweeping the stage is because she was able to convince Mrs. Mosey to stick to the 80s theme. Eileen was good at convincing people. Matthew said she got it from her mother. Eileen was glad she took after her mother. Her looks, her personality, everything. Not one thing resembled her dad, which she always thanked God for. Eileen hated her father for abandoning her in the hospital like that. She never knew what he looked like, and she wants it to stay that way. She always looked up to her mother, even though she never got to meet her as well. But with each story she has heard about her, it made Eileen love her mother even more. She had a bunch of photos of her mother, and she was truly the definition of beauty.

Once Eileen snapped out of her thoughts, she quickly finished sweeping the stage. Just in time too. The other crew members were starting to step up the risers. Eileen sighed with relief as she walked off the stage to hang the broom up.

As Eileen went to gather her stuff, she thought she overheard somebody mentioning rain. She put it off assuming they were talking about the weather later on in the week. When Eileen walked outside, there was no rain. Instead it was storming, rather viciously too. She didn’t mind the rain, in fact she loved it. The smell, the feeling of it when it touches her skin. She was more concerned about the lighting, afraid of it hitting her. That’s when Eileen realized, she has a 30 minute walk home. She narrowed her eyebrows a little, but decided she needed the run anyways.

So that’s what Eileen did. She ran, and ran all the way home. Eileen didn’t dare to even cover her head because she knew she was going to get drenched anyway. 17 minutes later; Eileen finally arrived home. She typed in the numeric code on the pad that locked the outside gate. Once the gate opened a little, she ran straight through the tiny narrow opening. When Eileen got inside she called out to anyone listening. “I’m home!” she yelled. It echoed throughout the house. Her uncle Matthew came around the kitchen corner with a smile upon his face.

“I was worried about you” he stated. He walked up to her and gave her a big hug, despite how wet she was. Katherine followed him closely behind and took Eileen’s jacket. “Why don’t you go upstairs and dry off. I’ll get these in the dryer” she said in her foreign accent. Eileen smiled at her. “Thanks. I’ll bring down the rest soon.”

Eileen quickly ran upstairs into her bedroom and changed into ankle length leggings and a Pansy Rhinestone Crew Tee; with some bright neon colored mix-matched socks.  Eileen threw her hair up into a messy bun before gathering her wet clothes and carrying them downstairs.

Eileen found Katherine in the laundry room. “Here you go my lady” Eileen said. Katherine just smiled as she took the wet clothes from her. “Your father is in the entertainment room.” Eileen just smiled and nodded. She quickly made her way over into the entertainment room. “Hey you, wanna watch a movie?” Matthew said standing up and scooting over for room on the couch for Eileen. She nodded with a smile. “Sure! Which one did you have in mind?” she questioned. Matthew smirked a little bit. “I think I know which one you will like” he said before switched through the list.

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Sorry this chapter is so boring. I promise the next one will be so much better!

Chapter Six; Some Call It Destiny

The whole day I couldn’t help but smile. That’s when today I realized something. I couldn’t stop thinking about Rocky and his voice the whole day. “Do I have a crush on him?” I questioned myself. I quickly shook it off. “No..impossible. I don’t even know the guy” I muttered again. Just then I got distracted in class. The teacher was going on about some stupid essay we have to do, but that’s not what distracted. What distracted me was someone else. I realized somebody strolled in late to class. It was Aaron! “Oh god…” I silently, slid down in my sit and hid my face the best I could. The fact that he sat in front of my didn’t help that much either. I tried my best to avoid any eye contact with him, but that didn’t work since he was looking straight at me.

I just scribbled in my notebook trying not to look up at him and catch him looking. When the bell rang, I quickly gathered my belongs and ran out of that class as quick as I could. I didn’t want to linger behind and have a conversation with him. That’s when I bumped into Jason. “Oh god, I’m so sorry!” I said. I was a little nervous as if I was expecting some wild monkey attack. Jason looked at me concerned. “Are you okay?” he asked as he placed one of his hands on my shoulder. “Yeah..I’m just..late..” I lied. I just didn’t want Aaron to see him. Too late.

Aaron came up behind us and did some handshake with Jason. Great they’re friends. I smiled up at Jason as I tried not to look at Aaron. Didn’t help much since Jason had to be the nice guy and introduce us. Aaron smiled to himself as he looked down at me. What was his problem? “Hi…” I said softly. Aaron still had a corky grin on his face. “It was hard for me to introduce myself earlier” he spoke. 

I shook my head. Wait what? Does he not remember? Great, the whole ride home I was obsessing over some guy who doesn’t even remember me. Just then Samantha came up to make the matters worse. “Hey baby!” she said as she planted a big, sloppy kiss on him. Was she trying to hurt me on purpose? Because it’s working. I quickly and quietly slipped away from the group as everybody was distracted.

To get my thoughts happy again I kept thinking about Rocky and his voice again. The whole day was pretty boring once again, but thankfully thinking of Rocky helped so much. After school, I went home to change.

I slipped into my bikini and grabbed my boogie board. Lucky enough I own the property so I was able to lay on the beach naked if I wanted to because of the privacy we got. I was insecure about my body, so boogie boarding alone is just want I needed. 

I walked out into the sand with a towel, my phone, tanning oil spray, my ipod stereo, and my boogie board. I set all of it down on the sand as I spread the towel out. I heard my phone sound off so I looked at it. “Rocky calling” it read. I smiled as I picked up the phone. “Hey there!” I said cheerfully into the phone. He chuckled a bit into the phone. “How was your day?” he asked. I took a deep sigh. “Well -“

Rocky interrupted. “Uh-oh doesn’t sound good.” I couldn’t help but giggle a little. “Not exactly, I’m just glad I’m able to lay on the beach right now.” Booster was laying beside me panting, as I put my sprayed tanning oil on me as I laid down. He chuckled again. “Whenever are you not at the beach?” I laughed again. Having a friend I could never see or hang out was difficult, but I didn’t mind as long as I was able to talk to him. Internet friends are just so hard to keep nowadays. You can’t trust everybody you met, but for some reason I trusted Rocky; hardrock6. “So I’ve been thinking” he said, interrupting my thoughts once more. “Okay tell me” I said with a smile. Not like he could see it anyways. “About what happened last night..” I held my breathe as he continued. “I don’t know what it was but the whole day I couldn’t get you out of my head. Is that crazy?”

A big, goofy smile slid across my face. Now I’m thankfully he really isn’t here. “No not at all!” I spoke to him. “In fact, you’ve been on my mind all day as well..” I said again. Rocky was quiet but I could tell he was smiling. “How about we do something about it?” he asked. I was a little confused. “What do you mean?” I could tell he was nervous about something.

“You want to meet for the first time? We could meet each other halfway and just spend the weekend together?” I smiled at the idea. “When’s the next weekend you’re free?” he asked again. I quickly grabbed my ipod. “Umm..hold on.” I told him as I looked through my ipods calender. “The St. Patrick’s Day weekend.” 

“Great! That’s perfect actually.” I smiled at his voice. “Where should we meet?” I asked him. “Let’s meet in Burlington, Vermont?” I sat there and thought about it. “Ok, that’s perfect” I said.

Chapter Three; From East to West

Miriam couldn’t stop smiling on the whole bike ride home. Why? She had no idea. Maybe it was just from shock. “Yeah, that’s it…” she told herself. Shock because her father associated himself with ‘Them.’ Shock because one of ‘Them’ touched her. Shock because one of the men had been staring at her. She quickly shook her head to get rid of the thoughts that have been bouncing around.

She finally reached home. She set her bike down by the first porch and ran inside. She knew her home would be making new clothes today. “Mama I’m home!” Miriam shouted in the house as she removed her shoes. “In here darling,” her mother had rang from the kitchen. Miriam sniffed the air. Bread. Miriam loved her mother’s cooking better than her own. She could never be as good as her, and that upset Miriam sometimes.

Miriam set the fabric she got down on the kitchen table. “Not there, Miriam. Take it into the back” her mother scolded at her. “Yes mama…” Miriam said. She walked into the back room where the sewer was stationed. Miriam carefully set the cloth down on top of the others on the side. As she made her way back into the kitchen, her mother got after her again. “Miriam, do you mind helping me roll the dough?” she asked. Miriam nodded her head as she went to wash her hands. Miriam got a grip on the wooden roller and rolled it on top of the dough. Her mother wiped her hands on the front of her apron. “I’ll be right back, I’m gonna go help your father” her mother said as she kissed the top of her forehead.

Miriam watched her mother from the kitchen window. Her and papa seemed to be having an intense conversation. Miriam wished she knew what they were talking about. She just figured it had to do with the crops. Miriam didn’t want to think about the fact it could be about the Englishmen.

As Miriam finished with the dough, she put the raw dough into the gas oven to allow it to cook. Miriam figured her mother and father would be in shortly, so she had time to do whatever she wanted for now. She got washed up as she hatched an idea.

Miriam slipped on her shoes again and ran out the front door. Not wanting to take her bike, Miriam ran into the woods that surrounded her house. There was a spot by the creek that Miriam loved to look at when she had time.

The forest was quieter than usual but Miriam didn’t take a notice to it. She figured it was just because it was getting darker outside. Miriam came across the creek. She slowly smiled to herself has she picked up a handful of rocks in her hand, and sitting on top of a bigger one that sat at the edge of the creek. Miriam skipped a few rocks across the river, not really paying attention to her surroundings. 

A stick snapped behind her. Miriam quickly stood up and turned around, looking to see who was there. Nobody. She heard a small muffle from the distance. “Who’s there?” she shouted through the tree. Everything was quiet. Miriam shook it off of her shoulders thinking it could’ve been a wild animal. She held her breath when she heard another stick snap. When she turned around again, this time she saw two Englishmen standing there. They both had a grin on their face.

Miriam grew a little scared. She refused to say a word to them, but did anyways. “What are you guys doing here?” she yelled at them. Neither of them answered her, but grinned. They took a few steps toward her, which made her step backwards. She tripped and landed on her back in the middle of the creek.

Both of the guys hovered over her with large grins across their faces. Miriam screamed as they raised their fist at her. Pain spread throughout her body with each hit. Eventually they stopped hitting her, and literally ripped through her clothing.

Miriam cried as they did. “Please stop!” she screamed at them. They just slapped her across the face, and torn off her black cap. Her hair was now shown, and Miriam was mortified. Not as mortified as her now completely naked body. One of the Englishmen held her down by the wrist, as the other one slowly removed his jeans along with his boxers.

She screamed out in pain as the guy entered her. “Stop! You’re hurting me!!” she yelled at both of them, but only to get slapped again. “Shut up you stupid bitch” one of them yelled. Miriam couldn’t help but cry. She was scared, in pain, and cold. She wanted to scream out again, but knew it wouldn’t work. Nobody could hear her out in the middle of the forest.

The man holding her down took out a pocket knife from his back pocket; as the other one kept thrusting harder inside of her with each scream she let out. The guy with the pocket knife slowly cut down her arm, along the vain. Miriam screamed out in pain and cried harder. Nothing she could do would’ve worked.

Miriam thought she heard yelling in the distance and then footsteps, but one of the men knocked her out before she could see who it was.

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It was kind of difficult for me to write this rape scene. I know it came out horrible and probably too soon, but oh well. Give me your thoughts on it?

Chapter One; The Book

Eileen Witters lived with her billionaire uncle, Matthew Witters. Matthew was her fathers brother. Her actual father abandoned her after her mother died during labor with her. Her father blamed her for the death, so her uncle took her in. Eileen’s uncle, Matthew was the only real thing close to her…even though he was constantly working and gone.

Eileen choose to be in outcast in school. She didn’t want people to take advantage of her billionaire life style. The fact that her uncle keeps buying her the latest trends before they even start; doesn’t help at all. In the past all her “friends” used her for the money. Once she found out, she wanted to move out of that town. Now Eileen and her uncle currently reside in Witters Peak in St. Augustine, Florida. What’s Witters Peak? Its Matthew’s and Eileen’s mansion that sits on top of a hidden cliff that overlooks the whole town. 

School for Eileen was a little tough. Nobody at school knew what her real life was like. She liked it that way. She rather get bullied rather than used for. Heather Bucks was one of Eileen’s worst enemies. She never knew why Heather picked on her so much out of everybody else at school, but the truth is;- Heather was jealous of her. Heather was jealous who much prettier Eileen was than her. Heather was the only person that knew Eileen was a billionaire. How did she know? Heather used to follow Eileen around, and was there when she saw them building their mansion. She just choose not to tell anybody because she’s afraid she’ll loose her followers to Eileen. Heather never told Eileen any of that though. So Eileen is to just sit and pounder why Heather hated her so much.

It was just another school day and Eileen had woken up 30 minutes before her alarm clock. She always did, but never knew why. Oh well, at least she had extra time on her hands. What to do with that time? Eileen had no idea. She just spends that time taking extra slow in the showers, or extra slow finding an outfit for the day. Once she is awake, it’s kind of difficult for her to get back to sleep afterwards. As Eileen finished her shower, she stood in the middle of her walk-in closest trying to decide what to wear for the day. Eileen tried to look her best, but not too much that gives away any clue that she has even the little bit of money.

Eileen slipped on some High-Rise Button Jean Shorts and a Spotted Blouson Top. She put on her Classic Ballet White Flats as she grabbed her notebook and book bag and ran down the flight of several stairs. As Eileen made her way into the kitchen, she sat at the island counter in the middle of the kitchen as Katherine, one of the maids, cooked her breakfast. She stared at her intensely watching her movement. Eileen wanted to learn how to cook so bad, but she never found the time to do it. Eileen was always busy helping out after school, or down at the local animal shelter for volunteer work. Helping others is what Eileen could do best. Whenever anybody needed an volunteer or just extra hand around, Eileen was the first person to be there.

As Katherine set down Eileen’s breakfast in front of her, Eileen just looked at it. Scrabbled eggs, bacon, wheat toast, bowl of mixed fruits, oatmeal with rasins, and a glass of orange juice. Eileen’s favorite. Although it was her favorite, Eileen wasn’t really that hungry. She picked at her food as she stared at her unused notebook. Eileen had no idea why she carried it around, she never written in it before. Not even for school assignments. As Eileen was in deep thoughts trying to figure out what to do with it, her uncle came up behind her and hugged her tightly as he kissed the top of her head.

“Good morning, princess” he said in a pleasant tone. Eileen looked up at him with a smile. “Morning, daddy.” She hugged him tightly around the waist as she then turned back around to finish her breakfast. Eileen didn’t like being wasteful. Eileen always called her uncle Matthew ‘daddy.’ He was the only father figure in her life, and they were really close; no matter how busy he may seem- Matthew also found a way to be with her.

“I’m staying after school tonight. The show choir teacher asked me to help set up the stage for the show tonight.” She smiled a little at her uncle as she took a bite out of her toast. Matthew nodded at her, as he poured himself a cup of coffee. “That’s wonderful. What’s the theme for this show?” Eileen just shrugged. “Mrs. Mosey thought along the lines of an 80s theme. I like the idea myself. It’s just those pesky choir kids who can’t appreciate shit nowadays” she said in a harsh tone. Matthew shook his head with a chuckle. “I’m glad you do baby.” He kissed the top of her forehead, and grabbed his briefcase. “I’ll be home late tonight. I have a meeting” he said before walking out the front door. Eileen sighed. She was planning to have movie night with her uncle, but now it looks like it’s just going to be her and Katherine instead. Eileen didn’t mind though. She seriously loved Katherine with all her heart, and appreciates what she does for them. That’s when Eileen got an idea. “Lady Kate?” Eileen spoke up. That’s what Eileen always called Katherine, it made her feel included in the family. “Yes Ms.?” Katherine looked up at Eileen. Eileen just smiled a little. “Do you think you can teach me to cook tonight, since dad isn’t going to be home…?” Katherine squealed with joy. “I would be honored to Ms!” Katherine said with too much excitement. It made Eileen giggle a little. “I’ll try to make it home early tonight!” Eileen said as she quickly hopped up from the counter, and grabbed her book bag before heading out the front door as well.

Eileen choose to walk to school everyday, even though it’s a 30 minute walk. She plugged her headphones into her iPhone and clicked on the Music App. She put the music on Shuffle and just enjoy whatever song came on. Her feet would dance to the beat with every step she took. Eileen always appreciated the littlest things in life that others seem to ignore. She thinks that’s why she’s always in a positive mood and never let the tinniest things get to her.

As Eileen got to school, she saw Bethany Martin hanging around her locker. Eileen wondered what the long curled, light brown hair girl wanted. As Eileen slowly pulled her earphones out from her ears and wrapped the cord around her phone, she spoke softly. “Bethany..?” she asked as she saw the girl slowly look up at her with a smile across her face. “Eileen! Finally you’re here. Mrs. Mosey told me to talk to you about tonight’s show.” Eileen looked at her weirdly as she shrugged. Eileen got into her locker and grabbed some books, as she listened to Bethany speak. “She told me she had new ideas for the theme.” Eileen rolled her eyes and growled a little and she heard that. “She can’t do that! I’ve been working on the set design all week, and now she suddenly wants a completely theme, just hours before the show?” Bethany nodded her head a little. “That’s why she sent me to help you with the setup,” she added on. Eileen shut her locker as she turned to Bethany. “Okay, that’s the new theme then?” Eileen tried her best not to be irrational about all of this.

Bethany took a sticky note out of her pocket and handed it to Eileen. Eileen took the note, and read it. “Sunset On The Beach..? But that’s completely opposite from the desired story line.” Bethany shrugged her shoulders and looked doubtfully at Eileen. She couldn’t help but sigh a little angrily. “Okay, I’ll talk to Mrs. Mosey about it later.” The school bell rang and both the girls looked down the hallway as the students began to rush to class. “I’ll catch you later.” Bethany said as she spirited down the hallway. Eileen sighed once more and she took off in the other direction.

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I’ve been wanting to work on a new series for awhile, so here it is! I have started this series before on my youtube channel, but it didn’t come out the exact way I wanted it to. I decided to give this series another shot. Tell me your thoughts about this so far.

Chapter Five; Some Call It Destiny

The whole day was pretty much just a blank to me. I couldn’t stop thinking about what Samantha had told me either. Why was I so upset about it though? It’s not like I was in love with the guy or anything. Besides we only dated in middle school, so it wasn’t legit….right? I didn’t know. My head was spinning. I shouldn’t really by getting upset over some guy who I haven’t seen in awhile. I don’t really have the right to be. Plus, I doubt he would even remember our deal. It was silly anyways. We were just kids.

I kept telling myself that over and over, but it failed. I still couldn’t stop thinking about him. I quickly whipped out my phone and texted Rocky. “Worst. First. Day. Ever.” I wrote before hitting send. Rocky immediately texted back as if he was waiting by his phone for me. I smiled a little at the thought. “Tell me everything..” he had written. I looked up in front of the class to make sure the teacher wasn’t looking. Once the coast was clear, I responded to his text; telling him everything…of course leaving out the names. As I sent it to him, the school bell rang. “Finally!” I thought to myself. The day was over. Sitting through seven long, dreadful classes. 

As I at my locker as my phone vibrated again in my pocket. As I sat everything down, I read the text, “Oh man that’s not good. Maybe tomorrow will be better..? :-)” I sighed reading it as I quickly texted back. “Yeah maybe…” I sent back at him. I put my phone back into my pocket as I shut my locker. Jason was standing there as I shut it, which caused me to jump. “How long have you been standing there?” I questioned him. Jason had a sideways smirk on his face. “Long enough. Hey! You want to get something to eat?” I lingered there for a moment thinking, but want I really wanted the most was to be alone for now. “Uh..I’m busy actually.” Lied. My first real friend here, and I’m already lying…great. Jason just nodded as if he understood. “If you need a talk, I’m here,” he places his hand on my shoulder. I just smiled sadly, “thanks,” i mumbled as I slowly walked away.

The walk home wasn’t so bad. It was a little chilly, but I managed. Plus I had my phone to keep my company. Rocky had suggested we’d take our relationship to another level. He wanted to talk on the phone for the first time. I thought it was a good idea. After-all, we’ve known of each other for almost two years now. It was time to actually get an idea of what we sound like to each other. I told him I was going to search for a job and that I’ll text him later.

I didn’t completely lie to Jason. I was busy. I actually went out and looked for a job so I could support myself and Booster. Every place I visited said they were gonna call in a couple of days to tell me if I got it or not. So now the rest of my day was nothing but relaxing on the beach, so that’s what I did. Booster was laying next to me as I laid on a towel. Rocky had called for the first time, I couldn’t help but get butterflies. I don’t know what I was so nervous. His voice was like an angel. No, I’m not exaggerating. It was just really soft and a little husky. 

Rocky and I had talked on all night, just talking about anything and everything. It was actually fun. I loved it. I eventually end up falling asleep on the phone, as did Rocky. We both didn’t realize it till the next morning when we both woke up. We both had a laugh about it, but said our goodbyes and went our separate ways for the day.

I’m toying around with the idea of deleting From East to West and starting a new fic. Should I?

Chapter Two; From East to West

It was Sunday afternoon and church was now ending. The towns people were gathering around each other talking about the Englisher’s.  Miriam tried her best to avoid the topic. She squinted her eyes at the sun rays beating down on her. Her black cap doesn’t help much since it just absorbs the heat even more. Samuel and Martha came up to her without saying a word. They knew she would still be upset about the Englisher’s. Miriam just kept her eyes on the dirt road as she spoke. “We need to do something about them.” Samuel and Martha just shook their head, until Martha decided it was okay for her to speak. “What can we do, Miriam? We’re just kids.” Samuel agreed with her, “besides none of us even have the time to do anything. We’re constantly working.” Miriam bowed her head in disappointment. “I understand…” she whispered softly and slowly. 

“Miriam, darling! Come here” her mother called. Miriam quickly looked up over at their buggy, watching her mother climb into the cart. Miriam didn’t ask any questions and quickly ran over to her family. As Miriam reached the buggy and climbed into it, she noticed her mothers face was emotionless. “Miriam after lunch, I need you to go into town to gather a few things.” Miriam nodded her head without asking any questions. She listened carefully when her mother listed off all the items they needed. Miriam bounced as the buggy started to trot down the dirt road. She looked out the side of the buggy and waved goodbye to her friends for now. 

After lunch, Miriam did exactly what her mother asked her to do. She rode into town on her bike, a long with a list of needed fabric and wood. Miriam could’ve remembered that easily, but her wanted her to be extra careful. Last time Miriam got distracted and accidently grabbed the wrong ones. As she arrived into town, she looked at a small group of Englishmen that were just standing around their cars. Miriam wondered what their problem was. Were they waiting on something, or what? She didn’t want to know. Miriam caught her eye on one of the men standing there, he seemed to have been looking at her for awhile. She gave him a glare before entering Town Shoppe.

Miriam looked around the small store before gathered the desired items needed. As she was doing so, she ran into Ruth that seemed to be shopping for the same things as well. “Miriam! I’m so glad I ran into!” she practically shouted. Ruth was a pretty loud talker, so Miriam quickly looked around making sure nobody was staring at them. Once the cost was clear, Miriam gave Ruth a smile and a big hug.

“I don’t really have a lot of time to chat, but I thought you outta know something” Ruth spoke again. Miriam shrugged her shoulders, “what about?” 

“I overheard a group of Englishmen outside earlier. They were talking about a truck full of something coming in later today.” Miriam’s jaw dropped as she heard the news. “Do you think they’re going to do it today?!” Miriam questioned. Ruth just shrugged her shoulders, “I don’t know exactly what they’re going to do now. You should talk to your Pa though.” Miriam fletched when she said that.

“Why my Pa?” Now she was really confused. “Your father is the only person who actually associates with them. I would’ve thought you knew that..?” Miriam just shook her head. The truth is, Miriam didn’t know. She knew her father would sometimes sneak into town late at night, but she was thinking for some other reason. She was hoping for it to be meeting with another women…or man. Anything really, besides associating with “Them.” What would her father want to do with them? These thoughts suddenly kept rushing into her mind. When she came back to reality Ruth was gone and out the door. Miriam just sighed.

As the cashier rang up her items, the group of Englishmen strode through the door, expect there were a lot more of them. As she tried her hardest to move around them, one of them accidently knocked into her. “Sorry..” he said really softed. Miriam just scolfed at him and continued walking past.

When Miriam put the things into her front basket and climbed onto her bike, she looked inside the shoppe. The same guy from earlier was looking at her again. “What is his problem?” she muttered to herself.

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Chapter Four; Some Call It Destiny

Its officially Monday, the first day I start back up at school. I have spent all weekend cleaning up around the house after crazy kids beach parties. I was wearing my dark blue Old Navy skinny jeans. Size 3/5 short. I had a gray crop shirt with a Guns & Roses logo on the front. I loved wearing a lot of jewelry now. My style has completely changed since I’ve last been around. I doubt anybody would remember me. I finished fishtailing my hair and throwing a Beret that matched my outfit. For shoes, Braided Leatherette Sandals. Since everybody last saw me I was always wearing Hollister and Old Navy brands. Now I’ve upgraded to Forever 21, H&M, etc. Of course I still shop in some stores, but mainly for the jeans and jewelry at a cheaper price. I looked at myself in the mirror and smiled. I couldn’t believe how excited I was to see everyone of my friends again.

Once I got downstairs, I feed booster and gave him some water. I’m glad I installed a doggie door on the back door. Now Booster can have the whole beach to himself. As I got Booster settled for the day, I headed off towards school.

As I got to Harbor Bridge High, I couldn’t help but feel a little bit….off. Maybe it was the fact that I was scared of who I may or may not remember me, or the fact its a big school and I could easily get lost at any given time. I went through the office to get my class schedule. Just as I was about to leave to show myself around, the principal stopped me. “Hold it! We can’t have you wondering around the school aimlessly by yourself, can we?” He said as he hit the back of my shoulder. Man, he sure packed a punch to him. I rubbed my shoulder as he brought in a tall, pale, short wavy headed guy.

“Jason I would like you to show this fine young lady around” Mr. Yale, the principal, stated. The boy just smiled and nodded. “Yes sir.” The principal patted him on the back. “Good. Jason here is one of the top honorable students here at Harbor Bridge” the principal started speaking once more. “He’ll show you the ropes around here.” I just nodded my head and smiled, and followed this Jason kid out.

As Jason and I walked through the halls, we figured out that we actually have a lot more in common then we realized. We actually became really good friends, believe it or not. Jason was telling me who he’s favorite bands were, and a story of he concert he went to over the summer. I just walked next to him quiet and politely listening to every word he spoke. He had the most beautiful voice. That was into two yelling boys with water guns came running down the hall tackling the poor Jason fellow. Jason seemed to be laughing, but irritated at the same time. I just stepped back and leaned against the wall and watched the boys wrestle.

“Omg Destiny?!” a voice came from around the corner. I was completely caught off guard when a girl with long, blonde, curly hair came around the corner. “Samantha?!” We both squealed and gave each other a long linger hug. It seemed ages ago since we last saw each other. Samantha Holder was one of my best friends in middle school, but she never did get to tell me goodbye. To this day, I still don’t know why she didn’t. Her excuse was she didn’t know the moving date and once Aaron told her I had already left, she was devastated. “I thought I was never going to see you again!” she said with excitement. I could barely hear her over the yelling of the boys wrestling each other on the ground. “Omg, you’ll never guess who I’m dating now!” I just shrugged my shoulders. That’s the thing with Samantha, she could care less what’s going on in your life. I was the only friend she truly had that would sit there and listen to all of her bullshit. Why did I put up with her? I have no idea. Maybe it was the fact that I knew deep down inside, Samantha really did have a heart. You just have to dig it out of her.

“I don’t know…who?” I asked. She pressed her lips together as her eyes lit up. “Aaron!” she practically yelled out. My mouth dropped. I couldn’t believe what I have just heard. “Aar-Aaron? For how long?” I couldn’t really spill out what I was saying. I was still in shock from what I heard. You can tell she was crazy about him. “Well that’s the thing, Des. It’s kinda hard to say.” The more she hesitated telling me, the more frustrated I got with her. Why was I getting frustrated? I have no idea. It’s not like I was with the guy anymore. I knew she had broken the number one “girl code” though. “How long?!” I was now yelling. I was surprised nobody heard me. Samantha looked down at her feet and muttered, “the day you left….”

Everything around me has gotten quiet. I didn’t know if it was because the boys stopped wrestling to see what was going on between me and her, or because my head blocked everything out from the anger that was building inside me. I looked over at the boys and sure enough they were still on the ground. I took off past her, roughly brushing Samantha’s shoulder to indicate I was furious with her. She called after me but I didn’t dare to look back.

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Chapter One; From East to West

Miriam tucked her apron under her knees as she got down on hands and knees to scrub the kitchen floor in her small Amish home. The sunlight was beaming through the small kitchen window. Miriam tried her best to avoid the sun rays by shielding her arm over her eyes as she tried to scrub harder with her free hand. Miriam’s mother then stepped into frame which caused Miriam to look up.

“Miriam sweetie, once you finish up the floors can you run over to Hilty’s residence to pick up more flour? I just ran out last night.” Miriam shook her head as she continued to work once more. Her mother came over and kissed her on the forehead. “Bless you child” she spoke before heading into the back yard with a basket in hand.

Once Miriam finished, she washed her hands and dried then on her clothing. She slipped on her brown shoes over her long stockings before heading outside towards her bicycle. As she climbed on her cycle, she saw her father in the distance plowing the fields with a couple of asses. She squinted due to the sun and then tightened her black cap around her head. She pedeled onto the dirt road and rode for 3 miles before finally reaching the Hilty’s household. She peadled up the narrow bumpy path towards their house. 

Miriam parked her bike on the side of their house and then ran up to the small wooden door on the porch. When Ruth answered the door, the two girls smiled and greeted each other. “What brings you all the way here, Miriam?” Ruth questioned as she wiped her wet hands on her apron. Miriam watched her motions before answering. “Ma needed to borrow the flour again” she said with a small smile. Ruth just nodded and asked for Miriam to wait on the porch as she goes into the kitchen to grab it.

Once Miriam got a hold of the flour, she said her goodbyes to Ruth and headed her way back home. Miriam kept a hold of the flour by putting it in the basket in front of her bike. About halfway home, Miriam heard her name and footsteps running after her. She stopped on the side of the dirt road and planted her feet firmly on the ground as she looked over her shoulder. She smiled once she saw who it was. Samuel finally caught up to her and was out of breathe. As she catch his breathe, he saw Miriam giggling at him.

“I’ve been chasing you for half a mile.” Miriam blushed a little bit. “Sorry I’m kind of in a hurry to get back home. Ma is expecting me.” Samuel just nodded in understandment. “I won’t keep you. I just need to share with you.” Miriam looked at him dazed. “What about?” You see, Samuel has always had a crush on Miriam and the only person who knew about it was Martha, one of his closest friends. She won’t tell a soul, he trusted her. Although as much as Samuel wanted to tell her, he had other big news.

“I spoke to Martha today. She saw a group of “Them” walking through town.” As Samuel said Them, he was referring to Englishmen with all their technology. Miriam despised them a lot. They were always trying to take over their community. Miriam scowled at the thought. “Did she overhear what they were saying?” she questioned. Samuel just shook his head in disappointment. Miriam did have time to talk about this now. “Look, we’ll talk more tomorrow after Church. I really need to get home.” Samuel nodded and planted a kissed upon her cheek before running off again.

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Chapter Three; Some Call It Destiny

I pulled into a rest stop somewhere in Richmond, Virginia. I knew the drive was a 23 hour drive. I looked at the time in my phone which read “7:28pm.” I looked over at my Australian Shepherd, Booster who was looking out of the car window panting. I knew he had to go. I reached into one of my boxes and grabbed his leash. I got out of the car which caused Booster to jump around in excitement. I giggled at his actions then walked to his side of the car. When I opened the car door, he nearly jumped out, but I quickly grabbed him by the collar and clicked the leash on him. Fortunate for me I had the Flexi Retractable dog leash, which allowed him to go almost 20 feet ahead of me. I slowly followed him as behind as he ran straight for the grass to do his duty. I read one of the signs at the rest area which said “All pets MUST be on a leash.” I shook my head a little just as my phone vibrated. I reached into my back pocket to retrieve my phone and read his text.

“Hey Shelly!! Arrived yet? ;)” I smiled to myself as I then texted him back. “No not yet :( I still have a long drive ahead.” I slid the phone back into my pocket and reached for one of the many white plastic bags that were in my other pocket. Yep, Booster had did the #2 alright. The smell, and the warm feeling, it gave me goosebumps. Thankfully, there was a trash can near by. After I threw away the remains, I put Booster back into the car. I headed up to the restroom to do some business of my own and to grab a quick drink and snack. 

After making a quick stop, Booster and I headed down the Interstate again. We drove for three more hours until we finally made another stop in D.C. I pulled into a truck stop to full my car with gas and to double check on my tires. I made sure Booster had to go once more before settling down in the car for the night.

The next morning when I woke up, it was freezing. Booster was whining to get out and I could tell he was hungry. And so was I. I allowed him to quickly get out, and feed him as well as giving him water. I tied him up to a light post as I went inside the little store to grab some food, and a longer sleeve shirt.

About 10 hours later, I finally arrived in York Harbor, Maine. Our town was right near Harbor Beach so it’s like I never really left the ocean. I looked up at the old house we moved away from. I was kind of glad nobody bought it, or else I would be having trouble looking for other beach houses. As I carried the last box of my stuff into the house, Booster ran between my legs, sniffing around the house.

I ran my hands up and down the walls. The house still looked the same. I felt like I was home again. When I walked into the entertainment room I noticed some broken beer bottles and some clothes on the ground. Damn kids in this town must’ve use the house for parties. I sighed in frustration as I picked up their mess before finally settling down for the night.

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Chapter Two; Some Call It Destiny

August 24th, my birthday. I was just turning 18. It’s been three years now since I’ve moved. I am just now starting my senior year. The reason we moved in the first place was because my brother was going away to college. My parents wanted to be closer to him, and being able to keep a good eye on him. Now that I am 18, I am finally able to live on my own. I have been planning this for awhile now, and all my stuff was packed. I wanted to get a fresh new start on my senior year, and graduate with the class that I should have. Down here in Georgia, sure it was nice and warm during the winter, but I wanted to move back to Maine, and play in the snow once more. My parents thought it was better for me to move anyways. I didn’t have any friends down here, and my parents could tell. They wanted me to be with my friend just once more. The only friend I did make, I met him online about a year ago. I knew him as hardrock6.

Hardrock6, although I’ve never seen him in person, I always had a good feeling about him. We never showed each others pictures, or told each others first names. I don’t know why we didn’t, I guess it was the fact that it would ruin our imaginations…which I can completely understand. We did give each other nicknames though, and swap phone numbers so we’re able to text each other. I called him Rocky, and he called me Shelly. Why did he call me Shelly? Because of my obsession with seafood and for the fact I live right along the beach.

“Big day today, huh Shelfish?” I giggled once I read that text. Rocky always knew how to make me smile in the worst situations. I guess that’s why I was always fond of him. He had this side of him I couldn’t quite understand, but I loved it. “Yeah, I’m not really looking for the long drive though :)” I texted back, then hit send. I slid my phone into my back pocket just as my parents came outside of the house carrying the rest of my boxed. My dog Booster followed them out of the house. Booster was my dog, I got him for my 16th birthday a couple years back. I was willing to leave him here with my parents, but they insisted I took him. I waited for Booster to finish his business and then opened the passenger door to my car. Right as he climbed in, my dad slammed the truck shut.

“Alright you’re all set.” My dad said in the most huskiest voice ever. My mom had the most saddest expression on her face. She then walked up to me and kissed my forehead and gave me a tight squeezed, followed by my dad. “You be careful while driving up there, ok?” I could sense the worry that hid behind her voice. I nodded my head, while turning to my dad. “No boys, and no parties.” My mom smacked him lightly on the chest. “All my baby is growing up too fast” my mother said and gave me yet another tight hug. “Call us when you arrive” my dad repeated after her. I nodded my head, “I will..I promise.” I gave them a weak smile before walking to my side of the car and got into the driver seat. Booster was panting, so I started the car and rolled down the window a little bit for him. “Sorry old pal” I said to him, and then patted him on the head. 

Just as I was about to pulled off my dad came to my side of the window. I looked up at him with a smile, “don’t worry dad, I won’t get into any trouble.” I tried to reinsure him, but he just shook his head. “I just wanted to tell you that I love you sweetheart.” He smiled weakly and kissed my forehead. I gave him a small smile back. “I love you too dad.” Then I was off, ready to get back to the life I once knew. I was nervous about who all will remember me, and who all forgot about it. I was worried about once thing though, would Aaron remember our deal?

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Chapter One; Some Call It Destiny

“Destiny…” I heard a soft voice say. I opened my eyes softly but my vision was blurry. “WAKE UP!” Just then a felt a pillow hit me right in the face. It was anything but soft, which startled me and caused me to fall out of bed. “Ow damnit! Good you be a little nicer?!” I looked up to see my older brother Garret. He towered above me. He had his dark jeans, a white polo shirt, and his John Deer hat on backwards. He gave me one of his disappointed books. “Mom wants you downstairs in 15” he said mumbled before walking out of the door, slamming it shut. I looked around my empty room as the boxes rattled from the slam. Today was the big day. The day I leave my friends behind. The day I leave my memories behind. Most of all, the day I leave the love of my life…Aaron Clark.

Although Aaron was my boyfriend, he was pretty short for a 15 year old boy. I was even a little bit taller then him, and I’m a year younger. I could up but laugh at all his dorky ways. I also couldn’t stop thinking about our first kiss. To me I felt like a Disney Princess, he makes me feel like that whenever we’re together. His short brown hair, and his blue eyes…it was just too real.

“Destiny!” My thoughts got interrupted by my mom yelling up the stairs. “Coming!” I yelled back after her. I quickly ran to shut my bedroom door so I could get dressed. Slipping on a white ruffle skirt, with a blue Hollister shirt, and some flip-flops. It was a little trouble looking through the boxes for my outfit but I managed. I opened my bedroom door and turned to what was left of the boxed in my room. I picked up the last few boxed I had with what little strength I have myself. I slowly walked downstairs without dropping a single thing, new high score for me. I smiled to myself as I walked out the front door to put the boxes that were labeled ”Destiny’s stuff! DO NOT TOUCH!” on it.

When I finally got the boxes into the truck, I jumped a little to see Aaron seeing there. I was a little scared but excited to see him at the same time. I squealed while jumping into his arms. “I can’t believe you’re here!” Butterflies in my stomach began to rise, but a dread of sadness came over me knowing this was the last time I was ever going to see him. I could tell he had the same thoughts running through his mind. “Do you mind if we can talk alone?” he said in his high-pitched voice. You could tell he was going to hit puberty soon. I nodded my head as he then grabbed my hand and lead me to the side of the truck.

“Destiny, I don’t think we can be together if you’re moving.” I know this moment was going to come, I saw it a mile away. I kinda expected it anyways. Long distance relationships never really do work out in the end. “I agree” I said lying. Truth is, I didn’t want it to end. No matter how far apart, just the thought of us breaking up almost killed me inside. “Let’s make a deal?” Aaron said. I looked him straight in the eye with a small smile. “What kind of deal?” He shifted his weight a little bit before speaking. “If we were to ever see each other in the future, we will get back together.” I smiled at the thought of being with in the future. I just nodded my head in agreement as Aaron than planted a kiss on my cheek.

“We’re leaving! Tell your friend goodbye.” My mother always had that harsh tone in her voice whenever she had a tight schedule to keep. “Don’t forget about our deal” Aaron repeated. “I wont..” I whispered back softly. Tears streamed down my face not knowing when the next time I was going to see him or my friends. Leaving everything behind was one of the hardest things to do. I climbed into the van with my mom. I watched at my dad and older brother got into the moving truck. I turned my attention to a sad Aaron standing in our driveway. The vehicles slowly started to drift away. Drift away from a life I once knew and into a new one that will bring me many adventures.

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