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A New Beginning - 07-05-2008, 10:06 AM

This Is My Latest Story, Finished It About 10 Min Ago


Angel slowly crept out of her room and headed towards the front door. Her parents had grounded her once again for cutting and they banned her to her room. But this time, she wasn't going to take it. She carefully patted her old worn down jeans to make sure her razor was there and fixed the strap of her duffel bag.

"This will teach them to ground me....I'm not going to deal with it anymore. I'm fed up of being treated like a slave" she muttered, quietly slipping the door open and sneaking outside.

"Freedom," she said with a smirk, opening the door to her pale blue VV Bug.

She quickly started the engine, immediately capturing the attention of her two parents who had been outside working on the garden. They ran after her screaming but they were to late, by the time they reached where her car had been...she was already to the end of the mile long driveway. They heard her honk her horn twice before she took a sharp right and headed for the highway.

'Alabama---50 miles' as soon as Angel read that sign, she knew where she was headed.

"Alabama, here comes Angel" she said with a laugh and switching into a different lane.

Hours passed and soon the brown-haired teenager saw the exit for Alabama. She smirked and pulled into that lane, earning a honk from a Cadillac she cut off. She flipped them off and laughed quietly. Her hazel eyes checked the review mirror to make sure she was clear to get into the next lane, not wanting to have to deal with the merging traffic.

The teenager flipped on her sunglasses and turned on the air conditioning as she checked the next road sign. 'Huntsville--20 miles' She nodded to herself, knowing that was where she was headed. The herbie bug took a left and was soon on its way to Huntsville.

"Let's see....what is there to eat?" she saw a Waffle House up ahead and pulled a twenty dollar bill out of her purse.

She pulled into the parking lot and turned off the engine. Angel thought about what she was going to get but then laughed at her stupidity. She was at a Waffle House, of course she was going to get waffles.

Stepping out of the car, she pulled off her sunglasses and squinted at the bright sun. She cursed the heat before reminding herself why she was there. She headed into the small restaurant type place.

"Hi there, welcome to Waffle House. Have someone with ya in just a sec" an elderly lady, around fifty, spoke to Angel in an accent-tainted voice, "RIKII! Get yo lazy bum out of that kitchen and come take the order of this pretty lady!"

A second later, a sandy-haired boy stepped out of the back room and headed Angel's way, his deep blue eyes cast downward until he reached her table.

"Hi, my name is Rikii, can I get your drink?"

"Um...could I have a Sprite please?" she asked, looking at the menu.

"Is Sierra Mist ok?" he questioned, a lazy smile on his lips.

Angel gave a small nod before giving a smile in return and he quickly headed back to the kitchen.

She sighed to herself and rested her arm on the sparkly table. She frowned at the cuts on her arm and thought about when each one came to be.

'That was when Mark broke up with me....this one was from momma....that one was....'

"Here's your drink. Are you ready to order?" the strange voice suddenly brought her out of her thoughts and she saw herself staring up at Rikii.

"Thanks, and could I have a strawberry waffle?"

"My favorite," Rikii replied with a teasing smile. He headed back to the kitchen.

"Don't even try. That boy is trouble. Broke my darling daughters heart, yet she still chases after him" a man spoke from behind her making Angel jump in surprise.

"Oh hush your trap Johnny. Rikii hasn't dated a girl since he found your Susianne and Rob in the back house. Mentally scarred that poor boy" the elderly lady spoke to the man, then smiled at Angel, "Hasn't even talked to a young lady perty as you since then. Heck, I think you're the only one that has been able to coax a smile out of that kid."

Silently, Rikii set her food on the table and walked to the back room. No one had noticed he was there. Johnny and Mary Jane exchanged worried glance before Mary Jane pulled Angel up and shoved her toward the back room.

"Shoo, go back there and see if he is okay. You heard me scatt" Mary Sue said waving her hands slightly as if to give Angel a mental shove.

Angel hesitantly walked toward the door that led to the kitchen and slowly opened it. She walked a few steps in and the door silently closed behind her. Looking around, she saw that it was pretty much the same type of kitchen you would find in any restaurant. After a few seconds, she spotted Rikii lifting boxes and moving them to the other side of the room.
She brushed back her hair and walked up to him, "Um...hey" she said, her eyes cast downward.

"What do you want?" he asked rudely.

Angel raised an eyebrow before rolling her eyes and stating, "Fine...I'm just going to sit here and annoy you until you tell me why you got so mad"

"It's nothing....mind your own business. And if you can't do that, then leave" Rikii snapped.

"Ok, fine...I'm just trying to help," Angel said quietly.

"I'm sorry....it's just that Susianne had been really close to me and then when she went and....yea, it really hurt" Rikii said, sadness etched into his voice.

"It's ok...actually, I'm pretty sure we have had equal amounts of hurt" Angel said quietly, lifting up her arm to show the scars from the razor "I came here to get away from what caused me to cause the pain. And maybe I found a friend as well?" she asked, a question in her tone of voice.

"Well, you can stay here as long as ya want. Us southern folk sure know how to get the pain away" Rikii said with a smile. "And yeah....I'd like that"

They both smiled at each other and walked out of the kitchen, hand in hand. Immidiately Mary Sue and Johnny started up a conversation with them. Neither of the elder-lies knew what had happened in the kitchen, but Rikii and Angel know. They put their past behind them and are looking forward to a bright future.

And there lay in the trash can, Angel's gem decorated razor, and a picture of Rikii and Susianne.

And Rikkii is pronounced like Ricky

Last edited by KikiBunny23 : 07-05-2008 at 10:23 AM.
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