Chapter 1
When I first got here, I used to pray every night that there would be a miracle, a rescue, anything to save me, nothing ever came. I believed in God, I was quite religious, having spent a good number of years in a church. When nothing happened I started to lose faith. I never did anything really wrong, unless I was right about the fact that it really was my fault that everyone died. No one denied that to me, but I never thought I could be the cause of something like that. I didn't know of anything I had done. I've given up almost completely now, I've been waiting a long time and things don't seem to be getting any better.
I snapped myself out of my thoughts. I need to get back to work. The payment's tonight, I'm still $500 short. Shit, I'll never make the payment on time. What am I gonna do, anything but the pain. What can I do, there's not enough people to steal from that I can get the money in time. I can't get a job, David said no to that, gotta do what David says and make him happy, need fix. I bit my lip, in a moment of panic.
OK. Think calmly. Relax. Let's see, if I rob a house tonight I outta be able to do it. Rob a house. I smirked at the stupidity of the idea. Calm down, Duo. I felt a fire go up my spine. Shit, the drug's wearing off.
A richly dressed man walked by, I followed him, acting like I was his son, carefully I removed his wallet, his watch, and, holy shit! Jackpot! In my hand I held the container of an engagement ring. I opened it. The ring was still there. This could pay off this week's debt and the next two! But, this man was going to propose to a woman he hoped to make his wife, he must have spent good money on this ring... Dammit! I need a fix though! I sighed. Stupid good morals. Well, at least Father Maxwell would be proud. Ha! Proud? What am I thinking? I stole this man's stuff and I'm only giving back the ring.
"Sir!" I called out to the man, quickly hiding the wallet and watch in the baggy pockets of my raggedy jeans. The man turned around and looked me over, I almost turned around and walked away, when I saw the look of superiority he gave me. But Father Maxwell's teachings of goodness were still too strong to commit a sin such as this.
"Sir, I found this. I think it's yours." I said and walked over to him and handed the ring container back. It was true. I had found it, in his back pocket. I saw the look of shock on his face. Even I knew how stupid I was being. He took the case back, gave me a stern look, said a reluctant thank you, and turned around. He then checked to see if the ring was still in there, it was of course. At least he had the decency to turn the other way before checking. I sighed and turned around again, better go pawn the watch.
ok! so that chapter 1. again, tell me how i'm doing! pleaaaase! R&R, i don't care if it's flames just give me something! i want to get better!