HI EVERYONE! Man, I have so much computer time this weekend it's not even
funny! Whew, my fingers hurt... :)
Here is chapter 8, and I just wanna say thanks to everyone who has read
my story and reviewed it... :) U guyz (and Galz!) ROCK!
Anyway, not much has happened since I typed that last chapter earlier,
so I'm just going to go ahead and get started... here's #8!
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A week had passed since the shooting. Taylor was (obviously) out
of the hospital, and he and Heaven had been together almost every night
since. Ponyboy was to the point of crawling under a rock to rot; he was
that depressed.
Johnny was also over alot more, too. Since he had proposed, all
he wanted to do was spend every waking moment with Angel-and she was
loving every minute of it.
One day, she went out, a little earlier than usual, to get the
mail. There was a single manilla envelope, addressed to "Ms. Angel
Marquin"-but it had no address, postmark, or even a stamp. It gave her
the chills. 'What the hell?' she thought. She carefully tore it open,
and two pieces of paper-one large, one small-fell to the ground. She
picked up both pieces, and read the larger one, which appeared to be a
letter, first.
"The news of your upcoming wedding has been brought to my
attention." Angel read along with the paper. "And a lack of funds on
your part is both present and noted. Please accept this gift." Angel
looked for a signature, but found none, so she moved on to the smaller
of the two. It was a check for $10,000.
Angel fell to the floor.
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"Angel! Hey! Are you ok? What happened? Are you hurt? Angel?"
Angel opened her eyes, and saw Johnny, his own eyes wide with fear.
"I'm ok... but I have the wierdest news ever." She sat up not taking
her eyes off Johnny. From her wavering voice, Johnny thought that she
had hit her head so hard, she had amnesia, or something.
"What... news?" he said. She handed him the letter. "Yea, so?
What gift? There's nothing else-" Angel handed him the check. He jumped
up off the floor. "HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!" He grabbed Angel and picked
her up off the floor. "Where the hell did you get this from?"
He stopped jumping, and stared into Angels solemn face. "That's the
thing, Johnny... I don't know." Johnny was stumped as well. They didn't
know anybody that rich!
"Angel-listen, baby, we gotta talk." Angel's stomach turned-
those words were never good. Johnny continued. "Do you remember the day
I proposed?" She stared at him. 'The was the dumbest question I have
ever heard.' she thought. "Ok, dumb question. We caught a cab. Did you
know the driver?" She thought about that for a moment. "You know, that's
strange-he DID look familiar, but I didn't want to say anything in case
I was wrong... wait a minute. Why all of a sudden is this coming up?"
Johnny drew in a dep breath and told her what happened when she was in
the house that day.
Angel was stunned. "WHAT?! Why didn't you tell me? What are we
going to do Johnny? A crazy cab driver, and now, all this money?! What
is going on?" He embraced her and stroked her hair. "Shhh... it'll be
ok." She looked into his eyes, and rested her head on his shoulder.
At that moment, the phone rang. Angel went over to pick it up,
looking at Johnny nervously the whole time. "You want me to open it?"
he said. "No... I got it." She picked it up.
"Hello?" "Angel!? Oh my god, there was a fight, and someone
pulled a gun, and..." Heaven was screaming hysterically on the other end.
"Oh my god, Heaven honey, are you hurt?" "No, I'm ok... but... oh god...
Taylor... it's Taylor..." Heaven continued sobbing. "Is HE ok?" Angel
was frantic, trying to get answers. "No! HE's not! He's not ok, Angel!
He's DEAD!" Heaven wailed, and Angel felt a tear run down her cheek.
"I'm on my way..."
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OMG, I am crying myself... I was just sitting there, and had the impulse
to kill someone! So I did... Poor Taylor... I am so evil! Oh god...
Please r/r and let me know if this was a good chapter... Taylor died for
a reason, everyone. It'll all come to light later, but for right now,
please let's just cope... and mourn.
*SoBs* Aww, that was just so sad!!!
Two Fingerz All,
~*Rockabye*~ AKA Heaven Marquin
funny! Whew, my fingers hurt... :)
Here is chapter 8, and I just wanna say thanks to everyone who has read
my story and reviewed it... :) U guyz (and Galz!) ROCK!
Anyway, not much has happened since I typed that last chapter earlier,
so I'm just going to go ahead and get started... here's #8!
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
A week had passed since the shooting. Taylor was (obviously) out
of the hospital, and he and Heaven had been together almost every night
since. Ponyboy was to the point of crawling under a rock to rot; he was
that depressed.
Johnny was also over alot more, too. Since he had proposed, all
he wanted to do was spend every waking moment with Angel-and she was
loving every minute of it.
One day, she went out, a little earlier than usual, to get the
mail. There was a single manilla envelope, addressed to "Ms. Angel
Marquin"-but it had no address, postmark, or even a stamp. It gave her
the chills. 'What the hell?' she thought. She carefully tore it open,
and two pieces of paper-one large, one small-fell to the ground. She
picked up both pieces, and read the larger one, which appeared to be a
letter, first.
"The news of your upcoming wedding has been brought to my
attention." Angel read along with the paper. "And a lack of funds on
your part is both present and noted. Please accept this gift." Angel
looked for a signature, but found none, so she moved on to the smaller
of the two. It was a check for $10,000.
Angel fell to the floor.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Angel! Hey! Are you ok? What happened? Are you hurt? Angel?"
Angel opened her eyes, and saw Johnny, his own eyes wide with fear.
"I'm ok... but I have the wierdest news ever." She sat up not taking
her eyes off Johnny. From her wavering voice, Johnny thought that she
had hit her head so hard, she had amnesia, or something.
"What... news?" he said. She handed him the letter. "Yea, so?
What gift? There's nothing else-" Angel handed him the check. He jumped
up off the floor. "HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!" He grabbed Angel and picked
her up off the floor. "Where the hell did you get this from?"
He stopped jumping, and stared into Angels solemn face. "That's the
thing, Johnny... I don't know." Johnny was stumped as well. They didn't
know anybody that rich!
"Angel-listen, baby, we gotta talk." Angel's stomach turned-
those words were never good. Johnny continued. "Do you remember the day
I proposed?" She stared at him. 'The was the dumbest question I have
ever heard.' she thought. "Ok, dumb question. We caught a cab. Did you
know the driver?" She thought about that for a moment. "You know, that's
strange-he DID look familiar, but I didn't want to say anything in case
I was wrong... wait a minute. Why all of a sudden is this coming up?"
Johnny drew in a dep breath and told her what happened when she was in
the house that day.
Angel was stunned. "WHAT?! Why didn't you tell me? What are we
going to do Johnny? A crazy cab driver, and now, all this money?! What
is going on?" He embraced her and stroked her hair. "Shhh... it'll be
ok." She looked into his eyes, and rested her head on his shoulder.
At that moment, the phone rang. Angel went over to pick it up,
looking at Johnny nervously the whole time. "You want me to open it?"
he said. "No... I got it." She picked it up.
"Hello?" "Angel!? Oh my god, there was a fight, and someone
pulled a gun, and..." Heaven was screaming hysterically on the other end.
"Oh my god, Heaven honey, are you hurt?" "No, I'm ok... but... oh god...
Taylor... it's Taylor..." Heaven continued sobbing. "Is HE ok?" Angel
was frantic, trying to get answers. "No! HE's not! He's not ok, Angel!
He's DEAD!" Heaven wailed, and Angel felt a tear run down her cheek.
"I'm on my way..."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
OMG, I am crying myself... I was just sitting there, and had the impulse
to kill someone! So I did... Poor Taylor... I am so evil! Oh god...
Please r/r and let me know if this was a good chapter... Taylor died for
a reason, everyone. It'll all come to light later, but for right now,
please let's just cope... and mourn.
*SoBs* Aww, that was just so sad!!!
Two Fingerz All,
~*Rockabye*~ AKA Heaven Marquin