Chapter 13
#13 of Mystery Savior
I apologize for who short this chapter is, and how long it's been since I've written. But the truth is that this chapter is a set up to the next chapter, which reveals more about Beowulf than most people would think. Also, the ending is needed.
Phelps brayed in anger at the insult. "Jesus would never associate with fags destined to burn in Hell."
I rolled my eyes. "Yes, yes. We realize that you believe that your religion has no love in it whatsoever."
"God is angry at America, especially the fags and fag supporters such as soldiers."
I narrowed my eyes and force my fists not to clench. Shirley noticed. "Oh yes. Soldiers are also sending this country to Hell by supporting this doomed country. Chances are they raped any kids they had along the way."
I started snarling, jaws clenched, teeth showing. The ass who was so familiar was jeering at what she clearly remember. My fists were clenched to the point of almost causing a break in skin. "In fact," continued the ass, "I would say that every soldier that died deserved to die."
My heart was racing. I couldn't take it anymore. I had to get out of there. Other people of the crowd were watching me, then started defending soldiers. None of them knew. Soon my anger was so bad that all I could feel was blood pumping in my ears. I had to get out of there. It's the only way that this will remain safe. I have to leave NOW!
I slowly backed away from the crowd and ran at a speed that I've never done before. I ran from the monster that was chasing me, the monster of the past. I had to run, had to get out of there. I must find a safe place. My eyes are burning with the tears that were forming as I tried to push every thought out of my mind. I need to get away. I ran without looking in any specific direction, which is when I ran into a tree. I fell over, not unconscious, but completely immobile from emotion. I couldn't hold it anymore. I don't know where I was, but I screamed out and started crying. The only words I could speak in this distress is "I miss you."
I didn't realize that someone had been following me, and now seeing what had happened, sat down far enough to watch over me.