Laura Buckley's Point of View
I'm Laura. When I was born, my parent's brought me to our neighbor's house. When I was first born, I couldn't stop crying or so my parents said. Until they laid me next to him. A baby boy a few weeks older than me. His name was John. When I laid next to him, I stopped crying and drifted into a deep sleep. He was awake apparently, but he kept unusually quiet for a baby when he had felt I was asleep. Or at least that was the story my parents repeated to me since childhood. Whether it was that story or how long we were next to each other, I don't know. But early in my life, when John wasn't next to me, it felt as if a part of me were missing. It took till pre-school for me to realize what that meant for me.
John and I went to the same pre-school you see. His kindness was evident to all of our classmates, the boys wanted nothing more than to play with John. The same for the girls. While I was drawing one day, I looked up from my picture and saw John playing checkers with a female classmate. I threw a tantrum. His attention returned to me, I felt happy again. I spoke to my mother about this. She told me it was wrong to cry and carry on simply because John was playing with another girl. She said John would wind up hating me for it. I couldn't allow that so instead I allowed them to play with him but only while he was by my side. It wasn't till I was 8 that I finally figured out these feelings were love and jealousy.
While we were young things were so simple. John would be by my side, and we would be happy. When the accident happened, my mother mentioned how John may have to move away. I asked for my parents to take him in to our house. At first, they said no. I proceeded to plead, then begged. Eventually I convinced them to take him in. Every day was so wonderful. He was the first thing I saw in the morning and the last thing I saw before bed. I was so happy. but as I grew older it wasn't enough. I was selfish and wanted more.
Through middle school I wanted to advance our relationship so badly. But my parents convinced me that it wouldn't be good for John, so I waited. When he finally regained a sense of normalcy, he decided to aim for the best high school in our district. He was always so much brighter than everyone else, including me. So, I hatched a plan to kill two birds with one stone. He tutored me so we could go to the same school, and I was able to spend more time with him! A perfect plan that worked to perfection. Everything was moving smoothly. I was given a moment of opportunity during the party we threw for entering North High, but I was too slow in the moment. That was always a problem, so many things I wanted to say only to be speechless from nervousness when he was near. He just became too handsome; I couldn't help but be spellbound! After the party, my parent's told me that it was still too delicate of a time for him to date. Why? I asked. Couldn't they see, life would be perfect for us! if only we took the next step!
In high school I knew I had to be on guard for him, I acquiesced to my parent's wish. I knew if I pushed too hard, they would do something unnecessary, like sending me to a boarding school. So, I had to bide my time and keep him from other women. But life is ever so complicated. Before long I had to keep watch over 3 girls. All lovely in their own right and I'm proud to call them my friends. But love is first come first serve and I was there at the literal start. If it was only that, it wouldn't have been too bad. But then that piece of trash arrived. Because of him everything spiraled out of control. Because he asked me my feelings in such a public forum if I answered truthfully my parents would separate us. But if I lied, he would set boundaries. In the end I chose the latter. I deluded myself that he would understand in time. Now I realized I should have been honest and gotten pregnant secretly with his child, so my parents couldn't have separated us.
To make my 3 friends feel less threatened by me, I asked him to hide that we lived together. I didn't like how easily he went with the idea. It made me deeply insecure. That fiasco from that piece of trash caused me to hurt him deeply. I needed to make up for it. I decided to include him in everything I did, this caused a ripple effect because he was always associated with me, I only had to watch out for Lucy, Jaime and Ashley. Over time I grew fond of them. enough to allow that trash to speak to me due to Lucy. However, every time he tried to talk down to my superior John. I wanted to kill him. If not for Lucy pleading for forgiveness, I would see to that piece of garbage disappearing forever. With these interactions happening more and more frequently the more my John excelled, it became harder and harder to play the good girl.
The issues finally came to a head at that graduation party. I was sick of holding back. That night I was going to make it happen no matter what! But then that subhuman filth tried to talk John down again but this time he bit back. I was so proud. I realized he was finally speaking his mind. I knew how he felt about the 4 of them, so I riled him up in just the right way. But my plan went awry. If only he had known why I had to act the way I did. Or how he left me speechless with his eyes. No, it didn't matter, I was going to set everything right. With him in my sight I would confess everything, then regain his love. But then a while light enveloped me, and he was gone from my sight.
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The Demon King's Paladin
Fantasy18-Year-old John is teleported from a tense argument to a fantasy world. The one who summoned him is the current Demon King who has an immediate need for John. John is a paladin, something that the Demon King was searching for.