Chapter 15 - Forgiveness

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                    June 16th, 2016. It has been a few weeks ever since Joseph visited his old weird bud down over the lake of Scranton. Joseph is chilling on his home alone since his dad and his roommate Jack is out today of their work. Joseph was watching the television some cartoons and stuff because it was the only channel that is streaming in today's storm weather. Thunder strikes almost everywhere outside and it was too loud, that electronics nearby get distorted by the intense energy. desperate on wanting to continue, Joseph grabs the remote to hit the skip button and to finish the final show on tv. Until a specific thunder strikes nearby and it hit one of the powerlines outside, causing a massive power outage in the whole area of Winchester Hike. With the storm brewing in more and more stronger, Joseph huddles himself against the pillows and cushions of the sofa set to comfort himself. The room where Joseph was staying is dark. No lights, not a sound, only a vivid screeching noise of silence filled the darkness. Joseph was even more scared when he hears some random noises in the house, as if someone broke in. Joseph curls and squeezes himself more and more as the whole bad environment around him gets stronger and scarier. He wanted someone. He wanted hugs and cuddles. He couldn't take it anymore. Joseph begins to turn insane with the rainfall and wind getting more tougher than before. The whole things just gets more insane.

 Until a few seconds later, Joseph heard something. A faint footstep over the front porch perhaps, Joseph lifts one pillow, trying to investigate his environment and see if things are clear. Stepping out of the sofa, Joseph slowly walks on the front porch to see who it was. But not without grabbing a bat wrapped with barb wires on the corner of the front door. Joseph prepares himself with the painful baseball bat and carefully opens the door. The thunder outside strikes more loudly than ever and the rain pours into the front door. There the mysterious darken figure stand still with its head looking down on the floor. Joseph couldn't see well because of the bright moonlight all together with the storm in blocking his view. In an attempt to silence the deadman in front, Joseph with fury raises his bat and is about to hit the dark figure until it made a whimpering noise. Joseph stops his bat in a perfect time and was confused on why the figure whimpered. And, it whimpers further, following by small cries and sniffles. Joseph tilts his head with even more confusion than ever. Who could this be ? and which person knows his house's address ? " Umm... Who... are you ? I can't see well and I will hurt you if you try to fight back ! "

The storm brews more and more further like something has awaken up from the skies. Then out of the blue, The mysterious dark figure emerges itself from the darkness. The moonlight penetrates the dark skies more than usual and is shining onto the front porch of Joseph. The mysterious figure starts to sob more and more loudly. Joseph was shocked and surprised. He lift his bat and hid it behind his back with his other hand on his face. The figure was wearing a pink shirt, grey jugging pants and all wet. That brown hair, it seems familiar, following the pink eyes. Joseph manages to know who it was. The person who was sobbing the whole time was his ex-friend Sam Junior the whole time. He couldn't believe it. " But why with him walking all the way here with the brewing storm ? All soaked wet, what was he doing here ? " these we're the thoughts that fought inside Joseph, his eyes widen with bewilderment. Then out of the blue, Sam falls onto his knees on the wet concrete floor and looks at Joseph with glaring and sparkling eyes, trying to say something like a kitten who was lost. Even with the rain growing stronger and stronger, the wet-works between them is weaker than their loving counterparts.      " Joseph I... I can't... I can't take it anymore... I know you...wouldn't expect me to...be here...but...please don't run away inside... please don't close the door on me please...I'm begging you now... "

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