So this is my first real attempt at a story. I've always wanted to write something for this site but never knew quite what to say. I will try to post on a weekly basis if this first chapter is liked.
Also I would like to know what you want to see in this story. I don't promise to include all of your suggestions but I will include the ones that inspire me.
Standard disclaimers: All characters are fictional any resemblance to real people is purely coincidence. All characters are 18 or older. Finally, if you are under 18 or it is prohibited by law for you to read this please leave now.
And without further ado...
Alex's Angel – Chapter 1: The Beginning
It was once said that to steal an angel feather would bring great misfortune on a person.
---70+ Years Ago---
"THIEF!!!" The voice boomed,
"No...no...I was...I...I found it! I didn't steal it."
"You stole what was to be given. You almost had The Gift but impatience has ended that. You and your family are cursed."
"No, please I thought you loved me?!?"
"I did," said the voice sadly, "because of that love your descendents will have a chance at forgiveness. A boy of your line will find forgiveness for your family. But you...you who have stolen will die never knowing that forgiveness. Farewell Alexander."
---Present Day---
"Wake up you piece of shit" The fog in my mind started to lift when I heard those dreaded words. I knew that if I couldn't get myself up I'd be kicked, but it was to hard to claw my way out of the fog.
"Hun your food is ready. I'll get him up."
'That's mom's voice'
he thought thanking whatever god took pity on him today.
"Fine, get your boy up and out. I'm not dropping him off if he misses the bus. He can walk."
She crouched down near my mattress and whispered, "Alex, love time to wake up. I hid breakfast sandwiches for you and Tommy in your bag. Hurry or you'll miss the bus."
Finally awake he gave his mom a hug. "Mom, why are you here? I thought you had to work mornings all this week."
He caught her wince even though she tried to hide it, "I'm not gonna work as much from now on love. Mr. Walters said he couldn't afford to keep me on at the hotel."
"Oh mom..."
"Don't worry about me." She cut him off handing him a newspaper wrapped bundle. "Here a late birthday gift. I know it's late but Bill would be to suspicious if I had given it to you any closer to the day." He realized then that he had been 18 for more than a month...
At least he hasn't kicked me out yet.
he thought.
She bustled out of the small room with only a glance back when she got to the door.
***
"Dude, your mom makes the best food!"
"Tommy you say that no matter what she makes." Tina laughed.
"Cuz it's always true." Tommy and Alex had been best friends forever. They first met in kindergarten when Tommy had walked up at lunch and handed Alex half his sandwich. Alex's dad had just died and they didn't have enough money for food and a house. Since that day Tommy had taken care of Alex.
Tommy was the star of the baseball team and had carried the team to the championships the last two years. At six three he towered over most of the school, Alex included. He came from money, had a steady girlfriend since eighth grade, and was the golden god that every girl in the school wanted.
Tina, Tommy's girlfriend, could have passed for his twin. She was the tall blond captain of the cheer squad and swim team, and she was Alex's other best friend. The three of them were inseparable.
Alex unlike his two best friends was small and dark. He had met Tina when he joined the swim team in seventh grade. She had immediately decided he needed her protection. She had even gone up against Tommy, to Alex's embarrassment, when she saw him waiting for Alex that first day at the pool.
At five foot five and maybe a hundred and ten pounds soaking wet Alex was tiny compared to his friends. Add to that that he had too long black hair and eyes that could have rivaled storm clouds and he just stood out, but he loved his friends and they were the reason he was still alive.
"So love, did Bill give you any new bruises over the weekend?" asked Tina.
"No." He responded shamed that his friend knew to ask.
"Dude, you know you can't lie to us. We know you too well for that." Tommy said glaring out the windshield on the way to school.
"Show me." Tina ordered turning around in the front seat.
Alex glared at his friends and lifted his too tight shirt showing the bruise on his left side.
"Well he didn't hit the ribs and it does look better than most of the rest he's had." Tina commented to Tommy as if Alex wasn't sitting there in the back seat.