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Prom. That's satanic. Nobody goes to the Prom to dance anymore! No! It's for 'The First Time' and getting drunk at the after party, but that was where I first told Genesis that I loved her.
The day before, our chemistry teacher shown us a video about the consequences of drunk driving after the Prom. Get whoever worked on that documentary an Oscar! It was so gory with all the blood and guts! They even shown a decapitated girl! That was the icing on my birthday cake! Genesis couldn't watch it, she spent the entire period with her face buried in my shoulder. I would've thought she had gone to sleep there, but she kept on moaning and groaning at the drunk kids on the movie's moans and groans.
I drove Genesis home after the prom and kissed her and told her I loved her again on her doorstep. She still thinks that her father was only watching us to make sure I didn't try anything funny, no, she didn't see the shot gun pointed at me!
What happened next, I'm still not sure if it was a schizophrenic hallucination, but I certainly hope it was. When I got home, Dad was sitting in the kitchen at the table with a can of beer.
"Sit down son." He said.
"Whatever it was, I didn't do it." I quickly said.
"Did you and Genesis have sex?" He asked calmly.
I wanted to puke right then and there as my right eye started to twitch. Have you seen my father? He's just an overweight ball of hair! Just the fact that he knows what sex is, is enough to send me into dry heaves.
"No!"
"C'mon, Jack. Tell your old man the truth. You won't get into trouble, I just want to make sure you used protection." He said with a grin.
"Well, rest assured, it was the sex was so safe, we didn't even have it! Now, can I go to bed or do you want to talk to me about drugs and peer pressure?" I asked sarcastically.
Dad chuckled, "Sure. Go to bed. If I need you later tonight, I'll be sure to knock first since you didn't get any!"
I shuddered in disgust as I walked to my room. Really, I hope it was a hallucination.
I did spend that night sleepless, thinking about Genesis, but I didn't masturbate to the thought of her like Dad thought I would.
I knew I loved her a long, long time ago, but just then I realized how much so. I wanted to marry her, and I would die for her. Simple as that. I'm a man of simple pleasures. Needless to say, I couldn't wait to see her the next day to study for our finals.
Her father kept looming over us from the living room. Well, looming over at me, 'cause we all know I'm Satan! Somehow, he and I got into a giant argument about whether or not Tsar Nicolas II should have abdicated and he hated me even more at the end of the day. He started it.
It felt like my death was approaching instead of my Senior finals. All I did was study. I would wake up in the middle of the night, shouting weird historical facts or a random number. Then, as they got closer, it started to affect me mentally. I felt like I had started my meds all over again. My dosage was upped slightly and straightened me out. It felt like a giant weight was lifted from my shoulders when they were all over.
Finally, summer came, but like molasses on a cold winter day. It meant I could sleep all day and in August I was finally leaving home with Genesis. Mom's nagging was starting to wear thin…
I'm not sure which, but one of our mother's thought it would be 'cute' if we all went on a joint family vacation as a graduation present. It wasn't cute, it was awkward because of her father and mine, looming over me like Hamlet or Darth Vader. Needless to say, Gen and I didn't share a hotel room. No, I shared a room with her father and mine.
That. Was. Hell. They snored, they farted, they talked in their sleep and I slept in the hallway. I'm not entirely sure if it was safe it white water raft with only two hours of sleep, but hey, I did it anyway.
We were going so fast and the jagged rocks only got nearer and nearer and bigger and bigger and if we hit them it meant an instant death, but we always narrowly missed them. It was an adrenaline junkies dream and I'm a card-carrying junkie. But of course, there were women on board our raft and they didn't like it, so we went swimming. Killjoys.
When we paddled into calmer water, I spied a cliff that practically begged me to jump from. I didn't even care about the jagged rocks at the bottom! Dad and I climbed to the top and looked over the edge.
"Don't jump off! It's too rocky at the bottom!" Mom yelled from the water below.
"Yeah, she's right son. It's too dangerous." Dad said, turning to me.
"Aw, c'mon Dad, don't be a wus!" I exclaimed, pushing my father off the cliff and jumping off with him.
I started laughing when I resurfaced. It wasn't my usual, sane laugh, but I didn't care. I could have died and I didn't!
"What the hell are you laughing at!? You could've killed me!" Dad yelled.
" I think we better get back to the hotel…" Gen's mother said uneasily.
Again…killjoys. I was having fun!