|Taken Too Young - Chapter 1 (standard:drama, 996 words)|
|Author: Edward A. Donges Jr.||Added: Dec 07 2005||Views/Reads: 2145/0||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|The story of two teens desperatly trying to survive a troubled life, as well as the tragic twists that await them. In this chapter, you're introduced to the Carter family.|
"TAKEN TOO YOUNG" CHAPTER 1 Life was just fucking peachy for Alex and Megan Carter. Alexander Jacob Carter was born on August 29, 1988. He was your typical seventeen year old boy. He enjoyed playing video games, eating ice cream, and looking at his old man's dirty magazines. And of course, he was a procrastinator. He loved to procrastinate. After all, why do today what you could have a chance at putting off until tomorrow? But anyway, he was smart enough to realize that in order to make it in this world, you would have to go to college and get some sort of degree. He didn't like school, but he recognized the fact that it was something that he just had to do in order to succeed. Alex wanted to become a defense attorney, which isn't exactly the best job for someone that procrastinates as much as he does, but a kid can dream, right? He submitted a couple of applications to schools that he was interested in, and being that it was mid-November, he figured that the replies should just start pouring into his mailbox any day now. He had already received his first answer, and it was not a good one, but Alex held on to his dreams, and stayed optimistic towards the future. Megan was Alex's younger sister. Megan Samantha Carter was born to Jack and Elizabeth Carter on June 1, 1989. That very date lies almost exactly nine months after Alex's birthday. I guess Mr. and Mrs. Carter liked to keep busy. But anyway, back to Megan. She, like her older sibling, acted very much for her age. She was the typical sixteen year old girl. She was rebellious. She smoked cigarettes and snuck boys into her room after dark for a little action. Megan would leave the house for days at a time, headed for God-only knows where without any explanation whatsoever. She didn't see the point in "playing life safe." Her philosophy was this: If you're going to die sooner or later anyway, why not try to have a little fun along the way. She would argue any point, which is probably why she made the perfect school debate team member. She might even try to convince you that the grass is any color BUT green. It just seemed that she liked to argue. Alex and Megan could not stand each other. Alex emphasized and overemphasized planning for the future, as well as making and reaching for goals. On the other hand, Megan was very nonchalant. She emphasized living for the present moment and "making it up as you go along". And sometimes, it seemed as though Alex was very, very jealous and hostile towards his sister for taking all of the attention away from him. Sure, it was negative attention. Stuff like "Megan, where in the hell have you been?" But still, it was attention nonetheless, and she was getting it. Not him. And just when you thought their family could not get any more dysfunctional, we introduce you to Jack and Elizabeth Carter. Jack Carter used to be a successful professor working at the University of Florida. The operative phrase in that sentence is "used to". He let gambling take the best of him and soon amassed over four hundred thousand dollars in gambling debts from the Texas Hold 'Em club down the road on Orange Street, only a couple minutes away from the Carters' home. With his mind on his money troubles, Jack Carter started to ignore his work, and he neglected his job at the University. After failing to show up for several days, he found that his pink slip and final paycheck were in the mail. One thing continued to lead to another. Jack started drinking heavily, and he began to rely on alcohol to drown out his troubles and get him through the day. Drinking like a fish, his bar tabs started to pile up as well. Little did he know, Vinnie Pisano, the guy that ran that very bar, also owned the Texas Hold 'Em casino on Orange Street. The day after Alex's eleventh birthday, Jack Carter went to Vinnie's Tavern for a drink. Apparently, he had gotten more than he had bargained for, and was never seen nor heard from ever again. And his family didn't seem to care. And then there was their mother, the slut, who has got to be the most emotionally unstable person ever created since the beginning of time. Elizabeth Carter was addicted to every legal and illegal drug on the planet. Pot, crack, speed, ecstasy, and PCP. She smoked, swallowed, snorted, inhaled, or injected pretty much anything she could get her hands on. And of course, this shit wasn't cheap. Liz Carter had trouble maintaining employment. She worked at pretty much every hole in the wall place in town. She did telemarketing. She worked at a convenience store. Then she worked for another telemarketing agency, and then she worked at another convenience store. And after all that, there was the obligatory ten-day job at Wal Mart. But that didn't last long, because she always gave off the scent of marijuana. And then there was the time she told her manager to go fuck himself. I don't think he appreciated that very much. So, she had to find some way to fund her ever so growing drug habit and raise two children. Like any other loving mother, she turned to prostitution to put food on the table and keep the drugs in her system. And she did pretty well for herself. She managed to drag in three or four clients per night, at about a hundred dollars a piece. And she's still whoring herself out each and every single day. Needless to say, life was just fucking peachy for Alex and Megan Carter. And little do they know, that things are about to get a whole lot more interesting around their little redneck Florida town ... Tweet
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