New Chappy! ^_^
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A knock on the door. This early in the morning? The door opened.
"Hello."
"Hello there. Is Mother Superior awake. I have to see her."
"Yes she is-I.....do you know what time it is?"
She checked her watch. 6:45 a.m.
"Oh. I'm sorry. I hadn't relized that I drove all the way over here at this hour. Guess I couldn't sleep..." she smiled sheepishly.
"What's your name young woman?"
"Dylan. I've been here before."
"Have you. I don't recall."
"Oh, I really didn't say much..."
"Hn."
A voice in the doorway.
"Who is it Sister Bonnie?"
"A young woman. Ms. Dylan."
"Dylan." she atated simply.
"Mother Superior, before you say anything, I think that I need to say something first."
"What is it dear?"
"It's about Anthony."
"Is he alright?"
A pause.
"May I please come in?"
"Yes come in dear."
"Thank you."
She walked throught the doorway into a room filled with soft smooth leather couches and books on the shelves everywhere. This was the library. Dylan wished that she could just sit on one of the couches and read and get lost in a book, even though she wasn't much of a reader. Although when she did read she tore herself away from the world she knew and got lost in the depths of deep words. She wished more than anything that she could just simply read one of those books rather than have to tell them the bad news this early in the morning. Life wasn't fair sometimes. Hell, nothing was ever fair. Just maybe a few things.
"What is it that you need to tell me?"
"I don't want to be the bearer of bad news and I-" she took a deep breath-I regretfully inform you that he died not to long ago."
At first she coudn't tell what flashed through Mother Superiors eyes.
Hurt.
Sadness.
Pain.
Confussion?
"How" her voice trembled "When did this happen?"
"A-About a few weeks back."
"How is that possible?"
Dylan looked confused.
"I saw him yesterday when he dropped off Caroline."
"But I saw him die."
"Sister Bonnie. Go get Caroline."
Then there was a long ackward silence. The longest Dylan ever sat through anyway.
"Hello?"
Dylan heard a small voice call out of the shadows.
"Caroline I want you to tell this woman about Anthony."
The little girl seemed to brighten up at the idea of telling about her best and only friend.
"How long have you known him?" Mother superior asked patientlly
"About 5 weeks or so. I don't know." she shrugged.
Dylan was severly confused. Anthony was dead. She saw him die. This little girl-how would she know?
"Who are you?" she asked.
"I'm Dylan. I knew him fairly well. He was kind of, in a way, my biyfriend."
"Anthony has a girlfriend? Ohhhh, you're Dylan." she smiled.
By this point Dylan was so confused she was on the verge of tears. She wasn't understanding any of this. Non of this made any sense. Who was this little girl? Was Anthony really alive? Was she going crazy? How was this happening. Nothing at all was making sense.
"Mam I have to go." Dylan said quickly.
"What do you mean Anthony's dead?"
"I'm so confused. I have to go. I'm sorry I disturbed you."
With that Dylan ran out the door. She was crying. Not out of sadness or happiness. But out of confusion. Everything that had just happened had just went by in a blur. Nothing in the very least was making sense. She wanted answers and she wanted answers now! She needed to talk to someone. She called Alex.
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hey. Just in case you guys are wondering why it is taking so long for Dylan and Anthony to get together, but I assure you that it will, in fact, happen. I'm making this story revolve around Anthony and the little girl. This is what my story is about. Yes, tho, in future chapters there will be a lot more romance. Promise. ^_^
Well, g2g, want reviews plz. BYE!
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A knock on the door. This early in the morning? The door opened.
"Hello."
"Hello there. Is Mother Superior awake. I have to see her."
"Yes she is-I.....do you know what time it is?"
She checked her watch. 6:45 a.m.
"Oh. I'm sorry. I hadn't relized that I drove all the way over here at this hour. Guess I couldn't sleep..." she smiled sheepishly.
"What's your name young woman?"
"Dylan. I've been here before."
"Have you. I don't recall."
"Oh, I really didn't say much..."
"Hn."
A voice in the doorway.
"Who is it Sister Bonnie?"
"A young woman. Ms. Dylan."
"Dylan." she atated simply.
"Mother Superior, before you say anything, I think that I need to say something first."
"What is it dear?"
"It's about Anthony."
"Is he alright?"
A pause.
"May I please come in?"
"Yes come in dear."
"Thank you."
She walked throught the doorway into a room filled with soft smooth leather couches and books on the shelves everywhere. This was the library. Dylan wished that she could just sit on one of the couches and read and get lost in a book, even though she wasn't much of a reader. Although when she did read she tore herself away from the world she knew and got lost in the depths of deep words. She wished more than anything that she could just simply read one of those books rather than have to tell them the bad news this early in the morning. Life wasn't fair sometimes. Hell, nothing was ever fair. Just maybe a few things.
"What is it that you need to tell me?"
"I don't want to be the bearer of bad news and I-" she took a deep breath-I regretfully inform you that he died not to long ago."
At first she coudn't tell what flashed through Mother Superiors eyes.
Hurt.
Sadness.
Pain.
Confussion?
"How" her voice trembled "When did this happen?"
"A-About a few weeks back."
"How is that possible?"
Dylan looked confused.
"I saw him yesterday when he dropped off Caroline."
"But I saw him die."
"Sister Bonnie. Go get Caroline."
Then there was a long ackward silence. The longest Dylan ever sat through anyway.
"Hello?"
Dylan heard a small voice call out of the shadows.
"Caroline I want you to tell this woman about Anthony."
The little girl seemed to brighten up at the idea of telling about her best and only friend.
"How long have you known him?" Mother superior asked patientlly
"About 5 weeks or so. I don't know." she shrugged.
Dylan was severly confused. Anthony was dead. She saw him die. This little girl-how would she know?
"Who are you?" she asked.
"I'm Dylan. I knew him fairly well. He was kind of, in a way, my biyfriend."
"Anthony has a girlfriend? Ohhhh, you're Dylan." she smiled.
By this point Dylan was so confused she was on the verge of tears. She wasn't understanding any of this. Non of this made any sense. Who was this little girl? Was Anthony really alive? Was she going crazy? How was this happening. Nothing at all was making sense.
"Mam I have to go." Dylan said quickly.
"What do you mean Anthony's dead?"
"I'm so confused. I have to go. I'm sorry I disturbed you."
With that Dylan ran out the door. She was crying. Not out of sadness or happiness. But out of confusion. Everything that had just happened had just went by in a blur. Nothing in the very least was making sense. She wanted answers and she wanted answers now! She needed to talk to someone. She called Alex.
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hey. Just in case you guys are wondering why it is taking so long for Dylan and Anthony to get together, but I assure you that it will, in fact, happen. I'm making this story revolve around Anthony and the little girl. This is what my story is about. Yes, tho, in future chapters there will be a lot more romance. Promise. ^_^
Well, g2g, want reviews plz. BYE!