“yes, I just wasn’t ready but fuck it come on in, it isn’t anything you haven’t seen before”

Her life begins in the most unusual of places when one day a young girl is found in a Gulf Port in New Orleans, lost and confused, unsure of who she is. She suffers from amnesia, and being so young, there is no option but a life in foster care. Months pass until she is adopted, by a Sunday school teacher. But this woman is no nun, she is a woman with no capacity for love and who strictly enforces the rules that benefit only her, something that a child of her caliber would not respond well to. The teacher was for not just a child, but for a toy. The little girls childhood was filled with all things that a little girl’s life shouldn’t have, void of the love she needed, and filled with things that would shape the girls interests in her future. She needed more than anything in life, someone to trust who would be there for her through her darkest hours and lightest moments, someone to pick her up in times of need and hold her in times of care. At an age parallel to the girls, is a boy who resorted to a life of crime at a young age in order to survive the harsh conditions of the world in which he lived. Growing up in the dark streets of New Orleans, one was met with the cold reality that the possibility of achieving anything in life was a distant hope. His childhood, spent on the streets, nights of wondering what he would have to do to find a hospitable bed, him to learn to adapt to whatever struggles he faced. This adaptability would prove key to his survival through his young life. At the age of 10, he was in and out of jail, but not by means of the legal system, he was skillful at going unnoticed and would deliver into the parishes’ prison just to be able to call himself a part of something that could give his life meaning. This life of his was filled with atrocities and madness, but one person did keep his life above the norm, a girl. They met at a young age, a time when they were both impressionable and seeking something more for themselves. When they met, they were inseparable, both learning what it was like to have someone care for you the way it was supposed to be, but their relationship would not grow past the point of two best friends willing to do anything for each other. As time elapsed, his past of crime came to an end, he found new outlets in life to focus his skills. He went back to school and excelled at science while she focused on the arts. Though their personalities grew together, there were things, intimate things, which they did not know about each other. Having an open relationship, free of judgement and insecurities was what made them so bonded. They knew that there was always someone to hear when they call and lend a hand when needed. But their childhoods could not be escaped, the lives they lived affected them in ways that they had not yet been able to discuss with anyone. The intimacies that they felt left them feeling needed, but that need fueled a never ending desire to reach a state of sexual euphoria. Being young adults, incapable of enacting the things that they yearned for, they were confined to their minds. The fantasies that took over them were vivid, filled with a deep urge to find satisfaction. Subconsciously, the girls’ childhood, the one she experienced before the adoption, became pronounced in her imagination, and her focus on her artistic abilities made her ability to visual things all but reality. She would have flashbacks, back to a time when her life was filled with combat, these flashbacks became and theme of her desire that she could not escape. Hours spent imagining the levels to which she wanted to bring herself to, pleasuring herself with every spare moment alone to the sound of classical composers, building as the acts proceed, with every crescendo feeling her body rise with the octaves, her mind was her sanctuary. Her mind was not alone though, for the one person in life she valued more than anything, her best friend, was burdened with the same desires as she. His mind controlled by the constant need to survive that he had felt for so long, and the love that he never felt was a key to his heart. He would spend the nights he had wondering what it was like to have more in life… more than the money and knowledge that he had made, more than the people he has overpassed, he wanted nothing more than to experience the touch of another that felt as he did. His mind riddled with aspirations of lust and love, desires to please a person with his body in a way that could bring his life to fruition. As they aged, into their adulthood, free of school and the parental structure that dictated their every move, they moved onto lives that could classify as normal. But there friendship remained, and although they have spent years apart, separated by narrow highways and lovers passed, they still held onto the relationship that saved their lives and pushed them towards the people they had become. There desires however, locked away, silently repressed in their bodies and souls, until time allows them to understand what love truly is and they realize the person that they’ve needed more than anything in life is the person that is meant to hold them strong through the rest of life, unbiased, and uncontrollable love that would never wilt. The friends, now adults, would by some chance of fate, be reunited, no longer left alone with no one to understand the struggles that they endured in their youth. The chance to finally live in the same town with someone whom they shared so much of themselves with would give them hope that there could still be happiness in life. The first night living back in the same town called for an evening of friendship, doing things that they loved and rejuvenating the friendship that is a vital part of who they are.

Updated on Mar 25, 2023 by Bigred47
Created on Mar 25, 2023 by Bigred47