Hate is a strong word. My mom use to tell me it was a bad word–a word of the devil– the lord says to love everyone. The emotion that was boiling inside me was beyond any type of angry I'd ever felt towards anyone. So strong and so overpowering every time I looked at my father I felt like I was going to regurgitate. It was official, I hated him. Every word that came from his mouth made me want to rip his esophagus from inside of his throat.
It was Sunday, that meant I had to hear him talk a lot. Listen to the falsifications that he preached, a hypocrite tell other hypocrites how to live and breath and move and sleep. My heart was hardened. I was angry and it wasn't going away any time soon. The festering of it all had only just begun, If I had known how bad it was going to get I might've tried saving myself. Not from my father or anything but from my own emotions and thoughts.
I sat in the very front, the first bench on the right. I had a bible in my lap, and it laid on the top of my yellow wrinkled dress. Mrs. O'Ralley and her four annoying children sat behind me every Sunday. Crystal, the youngest, always tugged on my braid, God it was so annoying. "Can you please quit?" I would whisper, but she didn't care. I think she messed with me all of the time because she had a sister that was around my age who had died a few years back. We weren't friends but the funeral was held here and I recall crystal hiding under the bench I sit at.
"Isn't god good, all of the time?" My fathers loud, booming voice echoed through the church. A few amens were said. He began his sermon that lasted for about an hour, a whole hour of lies and deceit. I had learned to tune it out and to think about other things. My mind immediately wondered to Harry. I hadn't heard from him since that night but I knew if I didn't hear from him today I would hear from him tomorrow at school. I was excited, he was my only friend and I liked his precistance.
"Am I too late?" I heard a raspy whisper say. I was so zoned I hadn't realized someone had came to sit beside me. I jumped a little bit and looked over. A huge grin spread across his face, "I'm sorry, did I frighten you? I usually have the opposite effect on the ladies if you know what I'm saying." He winked, and turned to face the front. I could feel my face lose all pigment. My father was staring, I could feel his beady eyes on me. My heart my like hammer again a wall, beating so rapidly and so hard I thought it might explode any second. I didn't say anything else for the next 20 minutes as my father wrapped up his speech.
"Very touching, really." Harry joked. He stood over me as I was still sitting on the bench. "What are you doing here?" I asked very seldom. "To see you, Silly. I was thinking, there's gonna be like this huge rager tonight and you should definitely come. It'd get you out of the house away from you know who." He chuckled.
My eyes got big, "A party, on a Sunday night? Where are your standards?" I chuckled. "I couldn't go even if I wanted to. My dad is crazy, we've been over this."
"I know for a fact you want to go, and can't you just sneak out? I'll have you back early. Just please come with me?" He looked at me with his big green eyes and batted his eyelashes. "That's not going to work Harry!" I crossed my arms over my chest. He poked out his bottom lip, "pleaaaaaseeeeee!!!!!" He begged.
"Charlotte, come." My dad called me. I stood up and took a deep sigh, "duty calls. I'll see you in school, okay?"
"CHARLOTTE DO YOU REMEMBER THE TIME YOU CAME OVER–" I put my hand roughly over his mouth, "what are you doing!?" He gently removed my hand, "if you say no again I'm shouting out how we got higher than a fucking kite a few days ago." He was testing dangerous waters, I gasped.
"Charlotte!" My dad called again. "You're going to get me in trouble!" I said walking away. "I'll go with you! Meet me at 11, at the end of 4th street!"
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A/N: OH MY GOD I haven't been on Wattpad in forever mostly because I'm always grounded lol. But the last time I checked I only had like 600 reads now I'm at 2000! This is awesome! I started a new book called "Joni" it's about Harry and him finding out he has a daughter. It's a very cute but sad story. You should all go check it out!
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FanfictionCharlotte Montgomery has always gone to a very Christian school and has been in a very religious family ever since she was born. Making the transition into public school with the "unholy" teens, as her father says, Will be a huge transition. But wit...
