1 Corinthians 13:4-5:
"Love is patient, love is kind.
It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs."
The soft hum of my mother's voice down stairs woke me up surprisingly. Only to hear my father's loud gruff voice respond to something he said. I looked around my clean room stretching my sore body from the day before. I had to help father set up all the benches for the baptism that's happening today. After the quick morning routine that I do everyday. Wake up, shower, brush teeth, get dressed, yeah you get the jiz. After I carefully got dressed into my school uniform. I don't even know why they have us wear them anyway. Most people just wear it wrong. I can't, if father found out I would be punished again.
Brushing my unruly hair of curls. Well at least attempting to. I grabbed my tie for my mother to do. Rushing down stairs to be able to eat breakfast with mother before she leaves to the store. I walked into the dining room next to the kitchen, sitting in the spot that I chose every time. "Good morning, son. Are you ready for school." I looked at my father sitting at the front seat of the table, reading the paper. I don't know why he reads it, nothing much happens in this town. "Yes father." I began to feel uncomfortable. Knowing that he is going to ask me about Violet. "So son, I was talking to Violet's parents and We thought that we could have dinner together on Sunday." I almost sighed and said 'No Father! I don't like her.' But me knowing that I would probably get slapped. "OK father. I will talk to Violet about it." He nodded and went back to his paper. "Emory dear let me help you with your tie." I quickly nodded and headed to the kitchen. Knowing that she is going to talk to me. She quickly started tying the tie. " Emory. You know that your father means well." She sighed and grabbed my cheeks. " Just bear with it a little longer. Until sunrise, remember?" I smiled a little at the codeword me and her have. I was about six years old. Father got drunk and hit mommy. There was lots of yelling and crying. This was a year before we moved to california and he became father Patrick. After Father had left, probably to get more liquor, mommy came into my room. Knowing where my hiding spot was, "Baby, come here." I willingly came out and crawled into the lap of my mother. " Mommy's so sorry. I wish we could run, but I don't have any money of my own." Hearing her voice crack made me look at her, quickly trying to wipe her tears as the fall just as quick. "Mommy it's ok. I know you will protect me." She quickly hugged me, "Oh emory my baby. I don't know what I would do without you. I will always protect you, and we will leave. I don't know when but we will, I promise. Just got to wait until the sun rises. Never forget that." I smiled hugging mommy back, "I won't."
After that day, Mom kept her promise. We moved to california and she got a job. We couldn't leave Patrick yet. Not until we had enough money.
Sure, he got a little better when we moved, he became Father Patrick in a church, he quit drinking and he was a lot nicer. Until a couple years ago, it was a school day and I was studying with my neighbor. He was really nice, I guess that's what made me fall for him. But that one horrible day, he just happened to walk in on us kissing. Everything got so much worse. I lied and said that he forced himself on me, but that didn't make anything better, it was in fact worse. He beat until I was black and blue. Starved me for 4 days then forced the entire town to harass the family. Ever since I was 13.
Now I just do what he says. I listen to his speeches about how homosexuality is a sin, and people should be punished for it. " Emory get your shoes on or you're going to be late." I snapped out of my thoughts. "Yes mother." She smiled and kissed my cheek. " Have a good day, and don't be late for church. There's going to be a new family we have to welcome." A new family, that doesn't happen here very often. " I won't be late. I should be back before the baptism ends." She whispered a little ok before letting me go.
I wonder what this new family is going to be like. Maybe there's going to be a new kid at school. I ran up the stairs to get my stuff.I quickly threw on my shoes and grabbed my backpack as well. Running back down stairs, leaving after saying my goodbyes.
Hopefully today's a good day, I have a feeling that it is so lets get school over with.
( At school cause whatevs)
Walking into my school, I guess. It's more of a school that is way more religious than Jesus. But not at the same time. It of course was a cathlic school, so nobody could really do anything. But it was just regular classes with extremely strict rules. No praising Jesus or bible stories, just class. The rules suck anyway, No showing excessive skin, yet you make all the girls wear short skirts. And there is absolutely No dating. Most people break that rule but they don't need to know that.
After dropping my backpack into my locker I walked into the cafeteria to find my three best friends. They were at their usual spot, a table in the wayyyyy back of the room. Our perfect spot. " Emoryyyy!" I heard Violet's voice before she latched herself on me. Don't get me wrong she's an amazing girl, but she is more of a sister to me than a girlfriend. "Hi Vi." She led me to her group straying away from mine. I promised I would hangout with them today. I released my arm from her grip, "Sorry Vi, I promised my friends that I would hangout with them today. We can hangout tomorrow, if I don't have anything else to do. And we'll see each other at church anyway." She looked down, before looking back at my face with an angry expression. " No! Why do they get to see you more than I do? I'm your girlfriend!" I sighed before turning to face her again. " Vi, we never made it official. And you know that we aren't allowed to date in this school. So I'm allowed to see my friends." I turned around and headed to my friends table. "Hey guys!" I sat down and looked at them, only to find them both staring at me. "What?" They both smiled. "You turned down your girlfriend to sit with us? Oh ,emmy you really do care about us!" Julia screeched in her usually loud voice. Kristian just giggled with her. " I told you not to call me that Jules." She smacked my arm, "And I told you not to call me that!" Kristian just looked up from his book with his one blue and one brown eye. "Can you guys shush, you're going to attract the whole cafeteria to us!" He scolded before looking to look back down at his book. After quieting down Julia went to cooing at Kristian, and I started stealing food from Julia's plate.
I started thinking that this is what it's supposed to be. Just us three against the world. Julia jumped up yelping "Oh! I just remembered!" She sat back down and leaned in towards me. " When is Isaiah supposed to come home? Is he coming for thanksgiving?" Oh yes. My
elder brother. Well step-brother. "Um I think so. I haven't contacted him in a while. I'll try to talk to him later tonight."
She hummed and looked at her plate. "Hey stop stealing my food!"
I laughed and said sorry.
But I couldn't help thinking about Isaiah. He tecnichly is my brother because of Father. But when mom found out about him she was heartbroken. Father had cheated on mom 2 years before I was born. Leaving the woman he cheated with pregnant and without knowing he had a wife. I was about four when Isaiah came to live with us. I don't hate him, I love my brother. But I can't help but resent him for him hurting mom.
And for leaving when I needed him most.
But he left for the same reason I got in trouble.
He was in love with a man and had run away with him when he turned 18.
But I can't really blame him for it.
The three of us got up when the school bell rang. Telling that we better go before we are late for class. Our first class was science. Hopefully class goes by quick, this day needs to end already.
I wonder who that new family is.
End of Chapter One.
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Yayyy chapter one completed!!!!
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-Little Timmy