The Unfortunate

Chapter Four

I'm looking at Sam, a smile on her face. I remember her the day I met her, she had her long dark brown hair in a ponytail, and she came over to me. She was always the more popular one and I was never considered "Cool". She said that she needed help with her wheelchair, so I happily pulled the lever that turned off the brakes. We started talking and we really enjoyed each other's company. Then one day 9 years later I was offered a job to be a spy for our noble cause. I was happy to, but Sam felt otherwise. She felt that if I became a spy I would either die or be captured and held hostage, so obviously she tried to talk me out of it. I wasn't having it.

Now, I'm looking at her, and I feel like I'm with friends, like someone that's a part of my family. And she starts to scratch the back of her head, she starts to stop something but stops.

"What is it?" I ask.

"I love you" she says.

Suddenly the entire world crumbles around me, I had known her for 9 years and she's just telling me now?

I look at her again, her beautiful eyes, her precious smile, and suddenly I realize, I'm staring at the most beautiful girl I have ever met.

I am in a room with one person; Sam.

"I love you" she says. She comes over to me and says "come here". I lean close to her and she kisses me. The feeling of her lips against mine felt almost cherubic.

Suddenly I was standing in front of President Jackson and Sam. He had a knife to her throat and a gun in his other hand.

"You know, Nathan, I have seen many people love strange things, computers, cows, snakes, cacti, but I really gotta hand it to you, a crippled girl is a first for me." President Jackson said. "And it's so adorable that she came all the way here, just for you. And it's such a shame. She would've lived longer." He moved the knife very slowly along her neck, drawing very little blood. "You see that Nathan? That is the blood of some cripple you grew up with that found some interest in you cause you're the only motherfucker that's actually not completely fucking useless!" He roared. The blade was shaking in his hand as he screamed. "She's using you! It's all just a big joke! But you know what? I'm not gonna kill a crippled girl. I'm gonna cut off the head of a crippled slut" he said and pulled a machete out of a holster on his belt and cut her head off.

I woke up in a jail cell. I stood up and walked over to the cell door. A man walked over to the door and said "court is in session" and opened it. He put handcuffs on me and brought me to a large door. He pushed it open and pushed me in. I noticed It looked much like an American courtroom from my school books.

After the beginning of the trial I was on the stand to defend myself against the allegations against me.

"What is your religion?" The lawyer asked me.

A man stood up and said "objection, how does this further the case?"

"Overrided." The judge said.

"Again, what is your religion?"

"Abelism" I said.

"And could you please explain to the jury what Abelism is?"

"It's the belief that when man was made an angel named Abel was also made. Humans were very unaware of danger so Abel convinced God to make disabled people, to show the rest of the population what can happen if they're too reckless. So then two millennia after the birth of Christ man began to make cures for these illnesses and they became reckless again, so God caused a form of a worldwide relapse where technology was sent back several hundred years and all illnesses were restored. We live two hundred years after that happened." I said.