Love and Literature (2)

chapter 1

Hello again everyone. I know y'all loved the first story Diary of a Misfit. Well here's the sequel to it, Love and Literature. If you think the first book was good, wait till you read this one!!!!

Recap:

Jacob: if only you were here

He had soon gotten a tap on the shoulder and heard a familiar voice

???:hello Jacob

And things weren't making much sense anymore......

And the New story begins now

Jacob: who are you?

???:You really don't remember me?

Jacob: who the hell are you? You better tell me or I'll drop kick you

???: there's no need for that

Jacob: then who are you?

???: it's me..... Chresanto

Jacob couldn't believe his ears or his eyes. He had to take a sit down and take it all in.

Jacob: you can't be. Chresanto is dead. He's been dead for six years. You're probably just an illusion of my mind. Better yet, you're probably one of his brothers

Chresanto: I'm real. You're nor going crazy and I'm an only child.... as far as I know

Jacob: if you're really him.... tell me something only he would know

Chresanto: I used to bully you like no tomorrow, but secretly had a crush on you until we got together. Then I tried to hide the fact that I was with Bahja. And then-

Jacob: okay you don't have to tell me the whole story. I've replayed it all the time since that night.

Jacob got up and went to the other side and let out a stream of tears. He didn't even understand what was going on and it was going to take a toll on his well being at the moment. He felt himself looking for his balance and the area getting darker, but he had forbidden himself to faint. LilyAnn noticed her Papa talking and she decided to come by.

Jacob: we need to talk Chres

Chresanto:about

Jacob: well. This is your daughter Chres. Her name is LilyAnn. Lily I want you to meet your daddy

Chresanto: hi suggar

LilyAnn: papa I thought daddy was in heaven

Jacob: he was. But he came back to life to live with us again

LilyAnn: okay. Well hi daddy

Jacob: you can go back to playing with the flowers if you want. Just don't let the thorns hurt you

LilyAnn: okay papa

Jacob: I'm confused on many things right now. Everyone thinks you're dead.

Chresanto: well it all goes back to that night when I left your house. I just started walking and didn't care where I was going. I just walked

Jacob: so you did that Forest Gump shit

Chresanto:... anyway. I kept walking until I couldn't recognize anything anymore. Then I decided to come home. I went home and noticed that the house had been sold

Jacob: yea they actually did move... to Texas

Chresanto: oh. Well I obviously didn't have a place to stay so I tried checking into a hotel, but I didn't have any money. So I applied for a job. They asked for my social security number and they told me I was dead

Jacob: Mr. Rodriguez supposedly killed you in an alley. I don't wanna explain how though

Chresanto: yeah well everywhere I went I couldn't get a job cause of that predicament. But why am I dead to everyone? I'm obviously alive

Jacob: well if it wasn't your who's body was found, then who's is it? Oh well forget that. Continue with your story

Jacob: well I couldn't afford the hotels, and I was homeless and on the streets only up until 4 months ago. A guy offered to let me stay with him until I get back on my feet. And things have been sorta fair. I just don't know what to do now. Funny cause y'all have the same last name: Perez

Jacob: well I have an apartment and I have a job as a beautition over at a nearby shop

Chresanto: you just had to score my dream job

Jacob: aye I had to do it. It helped me remember your dreams and what not

Chresanto: well that's nice.

The flame started to burn up within them again and a Phoenix is beginning to rise out of the ashes. They didn't know what to do with each other.

Jacob: well I better get going... Lily's got school tomorrow

Chresanto: okay well... it was nice seeing you.... wait

Jacob:yeah

Chresanto: you have the same number?

Jacob: yeah why

Chresanto: just wondering.. well I guess I'll be going then

Jacob: before you do take this

Jacob handed Chresanto a rose that he plucked off a Bush and walked away taking LilyAnn by the hand.