By: Whitney Rachels...er...yea
Remember The Times Chapter 3: Finding a Path
It was almost nine o'clock at night when Rick got Julie to go to sleep. Sister Genevieve came up behind him.
"How was your day son?" She placed her aged small hands on his broadening shoulder. He turned around and hugged the only mother he has ever known. Rick guided them out of the smaller children's rooms and into the open recreational room.
"Oh you know. Same old junk. They talked to us about college today. I was thinking about it but I am not so sure. I don't know how I can just go away and leave you all. But then again I know that I need to get out of here and see what happens. What would you do if you were me Gen?" Rick used the abbreviation that only he was aloud to call her.
They both sat down on barstools at the counter. Rick got up and walked around to the kitchen that the stools faced and reached into the large freezer. Genevieve watched him work around the kitchen. "Rick what does your heart tell you to do? I mean you do deserve to get out of this town and see where God takes you. Very few people can admit that that is what they want. Most are too afraid. I think you should go free. Be it college or just moving."
Rick smiled at her as he pulled out a tub of double mint chocolate ice cream and two oversized spoons. He slid one over the counter to her and she smiled at their similar cravings for the rich dessert. "Hey I think I am going to go run to Jakes house for a bit. I will be back by curfew. Its Friday anyway so Its not like I have an early day tomorrow."
Genevieve nodded and took a bite of ice cream. "Go ahead, be careful and call if you need anything Hun." Rick walked over to her and hugged her tight. He then grabbed his wallet, and keys from the counter and left to go to his friend Jakes house.
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At Jake's house the boys sat in his room and talked about this girl Bethany from school. She had a crush on Rick and Rick didn't mind at all. "Rick do you want to go to her house? I know where she lives! Lets go see her right now!" Jake had only one thing on his mind and it wasn't just visiting her house.
"You are out of your mind. Her dad is the Police Chief. He will slaughter us if he even thought we were going to see her." Rick tried to be the voice of reason but Jake jumped up, grabbed his keys and nonchalantly walked out to the car.
"You are going to get us killed Jake!" Rick whispered harshly. Jake finally talked Rick into driving them to her house and now they were standing in her yard trying to wake her up. Jake threw a light pebble up to what he thought was her window but turned out to be her mothers. After a few moments they threw another pebble. Suddenly there was the loud siren of a police car. Bethany's mom had called the police. More importantly she had called her husband. Sergeant Thompson stepped out of the car with 2 other deputies behind him and ordered the boys to get face down.
Jake panicked and took off running towards the woods. Rick jumped up and followed him, immediately regretting it. A gunshot rang out through the dark night and Rick saw Jake fall to the ground in front of him. He picked up the smaller boy and found a small place to hide from the infuriated police. He heard them yelling something about thieves and possibly dangerous rapists.
"What the hell? Rapists? Oh God they think we were trying to break into their house to rob and rape them?" Rick was shocked that something so innocent at first could take such a wrong turn.
"Jake are you ok? Where did they hit you?" Rick inspected his friend. He gently turned him over on his back and saw a massive crimson splotch on the back of Jake's shirt. "Oh God..." Rick mumbled as he looked at the sickening wound.
"Jake we have to get you to a hospital right now. This is really bad." Rick jumped up and gently picked the thinner boy up and placed him over his shoulder. He stepped out of the wooded area to see his car being surrounded by cops. "Jake I am sorry but I have to run. They will take you to the hospital." Rick panicked and gently laid his friend on the grass before any of the cops saw him.
He then took off into the night silently. He looked back only once to see friend being surrounded by uniformed men. He ran harder. In the silence of the night he heard one single shot ring out. "Oh God, they have killed him..." Rick cried out and ran that much harder.
Rick ran all the way back to the orphanage and saw a police vehicle there. He knew that if they saw him then they would arrest him. These cops have been known for their police brutality record. Rick knew he had to sneak in. He snuck around to the back window that led to his room. He climbed in and threw all of his prized belongings into a rucksack and tiptoed to the smaller children's room.
"I love you Julie. I love you so much. Don't forget me baby." Rick kissed her small cheek as she slept on. He slipped a note to Genevieve and a picture of him under Julie's stuffed teddy bear. Silently Rick was gone, out of the orphanage, out of the town, out of their lives.
"Name please."
"Richard O'Connell"
"Age"
"18 Sir."
"Welcome to the French Foreign Legion son."
"Thank you Sir."
Yea so I just want to tell everyone that I am so terribly sorry for making you wait so long for this. There is no excuse for my slacking. I suck majorly. I just want to tell you that I appreciate everyone who has encouraged me to pick myself up out of the rut that I was in and finally get my flare back. I have been to hell and now I am fully recovered to be able to write again. Yay! I am so excited and I hope that I will not be long with my chapters on this story. Please give your feedback and your ideas. IM me at My Best Mystake or email me at FLAMEbaby111@aol.com. Title the subject of the emails something like "I read your story" or something like that. Just so I don't think its like porn or some shit. Ok well thank you for reading!
Remember The Times Chapter 3: Finding a Path
It was almost nine o'clock at night when Rick got Julie to go to sleep. Sister Genevieve came up behind him.
"How was your day son?" She placed her aged small hands on his broadening shoulder. He turned around and hugged the only mother he has ever known. Rick guided them out of the smaller children's rooms and into the open recreational room.
"Oh you know. Same old junk. They talked to us about college today. I was thinking about it but I am not so sure. I don't know how I can just go away and leave you all. But then again I know that I need to get out of here and see what happens. What would you do if you were me Gen?" Rick used the abbreviation that only he was aloud to call her.
They both sat down on barstools at the counter. Rick got up and walked around to the kitchen that the stools faced and reached into the large freezer. Genevieve watched him work around the kitchen. "Rick what does your heart tell you to do? I mean you do deserve to get out of this town and see where God takes you. Very few people can admit that that is what they want. Most are too afraid. I think you should go free. Be it college or just moving."
Rick smiled at her as he pulled out a tub of double mint chocolate ice cream and two oversized spoons. He slid one over the counter to her and she smiled at their similar cravings for the rich dessert. "Hey I think I am going to go run to Jakes house for a bit. I will be back by curfew. Its Friday anyway so Its not like I have an early day tomorrow."
Genevieve nodded and took a bite of ice cream. "Go ahead, be careful and call if you need anything Hun." Rick walked over to her and hugged her tight. He then grabbed his wallet, and keys from the counter and left to go to his friend Jakes house.
*1*2*3*4*5*6*7*8*9*10*
At Jake's house the boys sat in his room and talked about this girl Bethany from school. She had a crush on Rick and Rick didn't mind at all. "Rick do you want to go to her house? I know where she lives! Lets go see her right now!" Jake had only one thing on his mind and it wasn't just visiting her house.
"You are out of your mind. Her dad is the Police Chief. He will slaughter us if he even thought we were going to see her." Rick tried to be the voice of reason but Jake jumped up, grabbed his keys and nonchalantly walked out to the car.
"You are going to get us killed Jake!" Rick whispered harshly. Jake finally talked Rick into driving them to her house and now they were standing in her yard trying to wake her up. Jake threw a light pebble up to what he thought was her window but turned out to be her mothers. After a few moments they threw another pebble. Suddenly there was the loud siren of a police car. Bethany's mom had called the police. More importantly she had called her husband. Sergeant Thompson stepped out of the car with 2 other deputies behind him and ordered the boys to get face down.
Jake panicked and took off running towards the woods. Rick jumped up and followed him, immediately regretting it. A gunshot rang out through the dark night and Rick saw Jake fall to the ground in front of him. He picked up the smaller boy and found a small place to hide from the infuriated police. He heard them yelling something about thieves and possibly dangerous rapists.
"What the hell? Rapists? Oh God they think we were trying to break into their house to rob and rape them?" Rick was shocked that something so innocent at first could take such a wrong turn.
"Jake are you ok? Where did they hit you?" Rick inspected his friend. He gently turned him over on his back and saw a massive crimson splotch on the back of Jake's shirt. "Oh God..." Rick mumbled as he looked at the sickening wound.
"Jake we have to get you to a hospital right now. This is really bad." Rick jumped up and gently picked the thinner boy up and placed him over his shoulder. He stepped out of the wooded area to see his car being surrounded by cops. "Jake I am sorry but I have to run. They will take you to the hospital." Rick panicked and gently laid his friend on the grass before any of the cops saw him.
He then took off into the night silently. He looked back only once to see friend being surrounded by uniformed men. He ran harder. In the silence of the night he heard one single shot ring out. "Oh God, they have killed him..." Rick cried out and ran that much harder.
Rick ran all the way back to the orphanage and saw a police vehicle there. He knew that if they saw him then they would arrest him. These cops have been known for their police brutality record. Rick knew he had to sneak in. He snuck around to the back window that led to his room. He climbed in and threw all of his prized belongings into a rucksack and tiptoed to the smaller children's room.
"I love you Julie. I love you so much. Don't forget me baby." Rick kissed her small cheek as she slept on. He slipped a note to Genevieve and a picture of him under Julie's stuffed teddy bear. Silently Rick was gone, out of the orphanage, out of the town, out of their lives.
"Name please."
"Richard O'Connell"
"Age"
"18 Sir."
"Welcome to the French Foreign Legion son."
"Thank you Sir."
Yea so I just want to tell everyone that I am so terribly sorry for making you wait so long for this. There is no excuse for my slacking. I suck majorly. I just want to tell you that I appreciate everyone who has encouraged me to pick myself up out of the rut that I was in and finally get my flare back. I have been to hell and now I am fully recovered to be able to write again. Yay! I am so excited and I hope that I will not be long with my chapters on this story. Please give your feedback and your ideas. IM me at My Best Mystake or email me at FLAMEbaby111@aol.com. Title the subject of the emails something like "I read your story" or something like that. Just so I don't think its like porn or some shit. Ok well thank you for reading!
