Under The Moon
Chandler awoke to Marv, a guard. He eyed Chandler. It was morning inspection, making sure Chandler didn't have any weapons or drugs or anything that would be illegal. Chandler sat up and stared at the guard as he looked in Chandler's toilet and in the corners, checking for lose bricks in the walls or any kind of miscief Chandler could be getting into. Soon, he gave Chandler an approving nod, and sat down in a small chair across from Chandler.
"How are you today Chandler?" He asked. Chandler nodded. "You sleep good?" Chandler nodded again. Marv was the only guard who even took the time to get to know Chandler, and they had become friends. However, Chandler didn't talk much now. "Has Monica come to visit you yet?" Chandler swallowed and pulled out her picture, slowly, shaking his head. Marv reached out and took Monica's picture. "She sure is a beauty. Well," Marv added, standing up and handing Chandler the photo. "good luck with that. I have more rounds to make. I'll see you. Same time tomorrow." Marv said, making his way out.
Chandler yawned, and looked out the window. It was sunny. Chandler wished so badly he could be out there, that he could feel the sun on his face. To breathe in the warm air. To smell the grass and see the sky. To feel free, even if only for a few moments. Chandler looked at Monica's photo. He never tired of it. It was always as if he was looking at her for the first time. But he felt, now more than ever, that a tattered picture wasn't enough.
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"I love you so much." Chandler said to Monica, as they sat out in his car outside her house. Monica smiled.
"I love you, too." Monica said heartfelt. Moncia leaned in for a kiss, pressing her lips to his. Chandler ran his hands along her back, sliding them underneath the back of her shirt. Monica pulled away. "No." She whispered. Chandler shot back, putting his hands on the stirring wheel and looked straight ahead. "I'm not ready." Monica added. "I'm sorry." Chandler looked back at Monica, a smile crossed his lips.
"No, don't be sorry. It will be worth the wait." He said sweetly. Monica smiled.
"How was I so lucky to find you?" She whispered. "You are to patient, and loving. We understand each other perfectly. I don't think I will ever love anyone like I love you."
"I will never love anyone other than you." Chandler said seriously. Monica stared at him for a long moment. She knew they were only seventeen. She knew that this wasn't going to last forever. It wasn't like how it was in movies. She simply nodded, despite her thoughts, and leaned in to kiss him goodbye.
"I'll see you tomorrow." She said, hugging him tightly. Chandler didn't want to let go, but Monica was already late for curfew, and knew that her dad parents would be mad. So Monica climbed out of the car, blew him a kiss, and made her way towards her front door. Chandler left before she reached the door, and didn't see the man walk up behind Monica and grab her arm, pulling her into the bushes.
"You fuckin' whore, stay still!" The man whispered harshly.
Monica screamed, but her screams were muffled by the strong hand that covered her mouth. Monica kicked and scratched, but he overpowered her. It was Kevin. Monica was pinned under him. He began opening her blouse. Tears rolled odwn Monica's cheek as she stopped struggeling, saving her strength to fight back when he was least expecting it. Kevin slid his hands into her shirt and began manuvering her bra. Finally, Monica had leg room, and kneed Kevin in the crotch, but Kevin was able to make time for one swing, blowing his fist into Monica's right eye.
"You bitch!" Kevin yelled. Monica jumped up and kicked him as hard as she could, before running into the safety of her house.
Monica's dad was waiting in the living room, half asleep. His eyes widened as he saw Monica's condition.
"I'm going to kill him!" Jack roared. "I told you to say away from that no-good son of a bitch!" Monica aained her breath.
"It wasn't Chandler! Chandler didn't do this!" Monica stressed.
"Who was it?" Jack asked, concerned for his daughter's health.
"It was Kevin." The words stung Jack. Kevin was like a so to Jack. Kevin was the only guy Jack had approved of for his daughter. Jack sat.
"Oh." Jack said.
"What?" Monica asked. "Aren't you going to-"
"Leave it alone Monica." Jack said, with fear of getting Kevin in trouble.
"But , dad-"
"I SAID," Jack began, "Just leave it be. Kevin wouldn't do a thing like that. Don't do something you're going to regret."
"You don't believe me?" Monica said unbelieving. Jack averted his eyes to the television, and Monica's eyes brimmed with tears as she ran up to her room. Monica slammed her door, and sat on her bed, picking up the phone and dialing in Chandler's number. It only took one ring.
"Hello?" A woman screamed. There was loud TV in the background. "Turn that fuckin' TV down, Larry!" She screamed. Finally, she came back to Monica. "Whaddya want?" She said. Monica swallowed.
"May I please talk to Chandler?" She asked, her voice shaking.
"Yea. CHANDLER!" She screamed.
"ALRIGHT!" Monica heard Chandler scream in the background. "I got it in my room!" He added. Soon, the TV noise was gone, and all Monica could hear was Chandler's breathing.
"Monica?" Chandler asked. Monica was silent. "Mon?" He asked again.
"Yea." Monica whispered.
"What's the matter?" Chandler said with immediate concern. Monica broke down into large sobs. "Did your dad hit you again?" Chandler asked.
"Kevin-" was all that was audible to Chandler. Chandler waited for her to calm down. "After you left, Kevin jumped me. He puled me into the bushes and-"
"What the fuck did he do to you?!" Chandler asked quickly.
"Nothing, I got away, but if I hadn't.........I think he would have raped me." Monica cried. Chandler felt his blood run cold.
"I love you Monica. And I swear to GOD.........." Chandler said, eyeing his dad's 45 millimeter handgun. "Kevin is going to pay for this."
***
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Chandler awoke to Marv, a guard. He eyed Chandler. It was morning inspection, making sure Chandler didn't have any weapons or drugs or anything that would be illegal. Chandler sat up and stared at the guard as he looked in Chandler's toilet and in the corners, checking for lose bricks in the walls or any kind of miscief Chandler could be getting into. Soon, he gave Chandler an approving nod, and sat down in a small chair across from Chandler.
"How are you today Chandler?" He asked. Chandler nodded. "You sleep good?" Chandler nodded again. Marv was the only guard who even took the time to get to know Chandler, and they had become friends. However, Chandler didn't talk much now. "Has Monica come to visit you yet?" Chandler swallowed and pulled out her picture, slowly, shaking his head. Marv reached out and took Monica's picture. "She sure is a beauty. Well," Marv added, standing up and handing Chandler the photo. "good luck with that. I have more rounds to make. I'll see you. Same time tomorrow." Marv said, making his way out.
Chandler yawned, and looked out the window. It was sunny. Chandler wished so badly he could be out there, that he could feel the sun on his face. To breathe in the warm air. To smell the grass and see the sky. To feel free, even if only for a few moments. Chandler looked at Monica's photo. He never tired of it. It was always as if he was looking at her for the first time. But he felt, now more than ever, that a tattered picture wasn't enough.
***
"I love you so much." Chandler said to Monica, as they sat out in his car outside her house. Monica smiled.
"I love you, too." Monica said heartfelt. Moncia leaned in for a kiss, pressing her lips to his. Chandler ran his hands along her back, sliding them underneath the back of her shirt. Monica pulled away. "No." She whispered. Chandler shot back, putting his hands on the stirring wheel and looked straight ahead. "I'm not ready." Monica added. "I'm sorry." Chandler looked back at Monica, a smile crossed his lips.
"No, don't be sorry. It will be worth the wait." He said sweetly. Monica smiled.
"How was I so lucky to find you?" She whispered. "You are to patient, and loving. We understand each other perfectly. I don't think I will ever love anyone like I love you."
"I will never love anyone other than you." Chandler said seriously. Monica stared at him for a long moment. She knew they were only seventeen. She knew that this wasn't going to last forever. It wasn't like how it was in movies. She simply nodded, despite her thoughts, and leaned in to kiss him goodbye.
"I'll see you tomorrow." She said, hugging him tightly. Chandler didn't want to let go, but Monica was already late for curfew, and knew that her dad parents would be mad. So Monica climbed out of the car, blew him a kiss, and made her way towards her front door. Chandler left before she reached the door, and didn't see the man walk up behind Monica and grab her arm, pulling her into the bushes.
"You fuckin' whore, stay still!" The man whispered harshly.
Monica screamed, but her screams were muffled by the strong hand that covered her mouth. Monica kicked and scratched, but he overpowered her. It was Kevin. Monica was pinned under him. He began opening her blouse. Tears rolled odwn Monica's cheek as she stopped struggeling, saving her strength to fight back when he was least expecting it. Kevin slid his hands into her shirt and began manuvering her bra. Finally, Monica had leg room, and kneed Kevin in the crotch, but Kevin was able to make time for one swing, blowing his fist into Monica's right eye.
"You bitch!" Kevin yelled. Monica jumped up and kicked him as hard as she could, before running into the safety of her house.
Monica's dad was waiting in the living room, half asleep. His eyes widened as he saw Monica's condition.
"I'm going to kill him!" Jack roared. "I told you to say away from that no-good son of a bitch!" Monica aained her breath.
"It wasn't Chandler! Chandler didn't do this!" Monica stressed.
"Who was it?" Jack asked, concerned for his daughter's health.
"It was Kevin." The words stung Jack. Kevin was like a so to Jack. Kevin was the only guy Jack had approved of for his daughter. Jack sat.
"Oh." Jack said.
"What?" Monica asked. "Aren't you going to-"
"Leave it alone Monica." Jack said, with fear of getting Kevin in trouble.
"But , dad-"
"I SAID," Jack began, "Just leave it be. Kevin wouldn't do a thing like that. Don't do something you're going to regret."
"You don't believe me?" Monica said unbelieving. Jack averted his eyes to the television, and Monica's eyes brimmed with tears as she ran up to her room. Monica slammed her door, and sat on her bed, picking up the phone and dialing in Chandler's number. It only took one ring.
"Hello?" A woman screamed. There was loud TV in the background. "Turn that fuckin' TV down, Larry!" She screamed. Finally, she came back to Monica. "Whaddya want?" She said. Monica swallowed.
"May I please talk to Chandler?" She asked, her voice shaking.
"Yea. CHANDLER!" She screamed.
"ALRIGHT!" Monica heard Chandler scream in the background. "I got it in my room!" He added. Soon, the TV noise was gone, and all Monica could hear was Chandler's breathing.
"Monica?" Chandler asked. Monica was silent. "Mon?" He asked again.
"Yea." Monica whispered.
"What's the matter?" Chandler said with immediate concern. Monica broke down into large sobs. "Did your dad hit you again?" Chandler asked.
"Kevin-" was all that was audible to Chandler. Chandler waited for her to calm down. "After you left, Kevin jumped me. He puled me into the bushes and-"
"What the fuck did he do to you?!" Chandler asked quickly.
"Nothing, I got away, but if I hadn't.........I think he would have raped me." Monica cried. Chandler felt his blood run cold.
"I love you Monica. And I swear to GOD.........." Chandler said, eyeing his dad's 45 millimeter handgun. "Kevin is going to pay for this."
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