Coming in August of 2017
Here is an (unedited except) of my next project. Feel free to give feedback in the comments!
“ Angel! I can’t do this with you right now.” I yelled as he was driving through old Baltimore Pike.
“ Miracle, I told you that I was sorry. How many times are you going to continue to punish me?” He yelled back.
The snow was coming down hard and he was speeding. I was scared and my heart started to panic.
“ You had her pussy smell all over you!” I barked back.
“ Mamita, I don’t want us to get a divorce. I am going to get help.” He said.
“ Angel, you had the last time. Just tell me how many more did you fuck?”
“ Miracle, it was just the two times and that was it. I love you and I’m committed to you.” He retorted.
“ How are you committed to me when you fucking cheated twice. We aren’t in high school anymore, Angel.”
I started to cry.
He hated when I cried.
We stopped at a red light and I looked out the window at the Christmas lights. Christtmas was my favorite holiday of the year.
“ Look. I love you. We are not getting divorced. This marriage is going to work and it’s going to last. We had vows, Miracle.”
“ Vows that you broke. Just tell me why? Is it because I work so much?”
“ No. Baby.”
“ She came on to me in the office. I told her I was happily married. We had the Christmas party last year and both were too drunk to drive. She kissed me. I called her Miracle and she played along with it.”
Tears started to roll my down my eyes even harder.
“ Since you were drunk the first time, how the fuck did it happen again?”
This go round I was furious. I wanted to grab the wheel and make him feel the same pain that I am, but I couldn’t kill us.
“ Miracle. Please calm down. I don’t want your asthma to act up.” He said trying to hold my hand.
“ Fuck you and your damn asthma.” I yelled.
“ Please stop crying.” He said as tears started to stream down his eyes.
“ We don’t need this shit.” I said.
“ Who the fuck is we?”
Cars started to pile up behind us and were blowing the horn.
“ Angel, I’m pregnant!”
Before I could say anything he stared at me and his foot hit the gas on the car.
“ Angel, look out!” I screamed.
I could hear the crash, but after that it all went black.
Stephen King ( my favorite author)
Thoughts and Tips: I wrote this prelude with the thought of NEEDING a dramatic beginning in order to grab my readers attention. I hope I did a good job. My style of writing is to always have a problem with a solution. I like to write about things that people can relate. My love is YA then Adult or New Adult as some readers may say. The names Miracle and Angel came to me because I used to have a big crush on someone and I always called him my angel. He never knew that, but it always stuck with me. I look forward to see what Angel and Miracle are going to become. Do you?