The one between us John Wilkes Booth x abraham lincoln

Chapter 1

Walking down the long narrow hallway, I grip my pistol. I never wanted to take a life, until now. I would kill her if it was the last thing I did.

8 years before

April 15, 1857

I ran down the sidewalk, shirt flapping in the wind. ”shit” I muttered to myself. I was late to hanging out with my friends. Just as I was crossing the street I heard a whinny. I looked up to see a carriage swerving trying to to stop. Right before the carriage reached me, I felt a big strong supple hand grip my thin, petite waist. I crumpled in my saviors arms. Whimpering in fear, “Are you okay, boy?” a rough, husky, purring voice asked me. A strong alpha pheromone filled my petite and delicate nose. I shot up, feeling my face get hot. That when I met eyes with him, my savior, my soulmate, m-my president. “My names Abe”he said, his eyes piercing my soft skin. Sending ripples along my body. ”J-Joh-John” I stammered, face becoming red as I realized abe’s hand was still resting on my perky, child bearing hips. I started to stand, only for my legs to crumple again. Abe caught me and slowly helped me up. Standing there, I noticed a woman standing off to the side of the road glaring at Abe’s hand. Once Abe finished assisting me to the other side of the road, I realized that I was still late. “Bye!” I exclaimed, running again.(with a small limp)

I entered the house where my friends were hanging out. “Hey John!” David exclaimed. “Hey Dave ” I said sitting down in my usual chair. Whenever the group hung out, it was usually at David's place. David attended Georgetown college and I sometimes would sneak in with him when I was bored. Samuel and Michael were there to, flirting while sitting on the couch. “I have a class tomorrow, wanna come?” Dave asked. “Sure ”I replied. “then its a date” he said, smiling.“ Now lets go get hammered”. I grab my coats as the four of us walk out the door.

I wake up the next morning with a massive headache. I look over on the bed next to me to see David sleeping, wrapped in my sheets. “ ugh” I groan, “wake up” I demand, throwing on my pants. David' groaned as he rolled over in my bed, “NOW” I say sternly. As David gets dressed, I walk into the kitchen to see Sam and Micheal flirting and making breakfast. Sam sets down a plate of eggs and bacon as I plop down in my seat. As I eat, I hear the screen door open “This isn’t happening again” I yell to David as he tries to sneak out, “yeah yeah” he mutters. “I have a couple errands to run before class, it starts at 8… if you still want to come?” “I'll be there”, I say between chews.

I stumble down the street, still a little tipsy as I slowly make my way to Georgetown college.