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The Faithful

Novel By: ShadowSoldier

Lovers. Is love ever fully true? Maxim Iyubov falls for Jackie Belle, his Highschool sweetheart, and grows to marry her. But 10 years later Maxin comes face to face with his old beat friend Sarah Grace Perfetto at a reunion. Maxin is faced with the choice of leaving his wife for Sarah, for whom he suddenly feels love for, or dist Sarah and ignore his feelings. Which will he choose? View table of contents...


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Submitted:Feb 11, 2010    Reads: 65    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   

It was Sunday. Sunday bloody Sunday. This week was my last week of Highschool. In 4 days I'd be out and getting ready for College. And just 3 more months and I'd be heading for WKU. Western Kentucky University was just a few miles up the rode from my on Campus apartment I got last summer in preperation. But for now I would continue to live like this every Sunday: sitting there with a cup of hot tea, in my fluffy, warm, cozy Lazyboy chair watching the countless mindless TV shows or playing Halo. Always the same, and always just as nice. Ignorence is bliss. Just then I heard a vibration sound to my right. My love Jackie was giving me a ring. I reached for my phone and picked it up, hitting the Talk button in the proccess. "Hello babe." I said in my best sweetie voice. "Hey Maxy." she replaied in singsong. "What's up Love?" I asked. "Not much, come by my place tonight?" she replied again. "Deffinately! See you at seven." and she hung up. It was always seven, just as well. Little did I know what would transpire that night. That at the tender age of eighteen I would be asking my long time sweetheart to take the big dive and to marry me. Little did I know that 5 years later, on our wedding night, I would conceive a child who would grow to be a pain in the ass, but still my child, and that I would still love him as my son. Tonight would be it, I was going to throw myself into 5 years of torture waiting for the wedding and at the time, at 4:30 in the afternoon in my cozy dimly lit apartment, I had no idea of my future, my destiny. But I loved her didn't I? I'd loved her since middle school for Christ's sake! I knew what I wanted to ask her, but the question was how to ask.


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