I had a very weird dream last night, which inspired me to write this. I don’t know if I want to turn this into a story or not, so I wanted you guys to read what I have written so far. If I choose to make this a story, I may make it just a dream scene, or it may be the entire basis for the story. Tell me what you think:
Chapter One – Devastation and Ecstasy
Neil hardly even knew the girl who stood in front of him, holding a baby (obviously hers), but he did know that she would shortly become one of the most important people in his life, whether he wanted her to or not.
Of course, he had seen her before. In seventh grade, Neil indirectly asked her out, which elicited from her a terse reply of “no”. Neil was crushed, but he moved on. There would be other girls.
Somehow, he knew that their paths would cross again.
He thought back to several events in the past few years, trying to come up with some sort of connection between them that would bring them to this place – the courthouse.
He thought of events where they would both have been at. School events? No, that was impossible. Social events? Yes, he thought, she was at Jennie’s party just over nine months ago.
His eyes widened. Nine months. Could it be? It had to be. But surely, he would have known. But it was dark, he remembered. His pupils dilated. “Oh, no”, he whispered to himself.
The girl’s parents stepped forward to give their first statement to the judge. They began.
“Your honor, after several blood tests, we have confirmed that this juvenile here,” the father gestured to Neil, “is the biological father to my daughter’s baby.” Neil buried his face in his hands, knowing that it was all too true. Even without the blood tests to prove it, the baby was indubitably his child.
Neil’s parents, who seemed to be skeptical about the validity of the girl’s accusations at first, now comprehended the truth. His mother turned to give him a cold, angry look of fury and despair. His father couldn’t even look at him. Neil quietly sobbed at the realization of what his life was about to become. He knew his parents, and vaguely knew the attitudes of the girl’s parents. He had full knowledge of what this was going to come to.
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Many statements and pieces of evidence later, it was finished. Neil was the father of the baby. Two stunning changes to his life, he knew, were just on the precipice of occurring.
For one, his parents were kicking him out of the house. At only fifteen, Neil was stunned to hear what they were going to do to him just because of a mistake he made over nine months ago. Fortunately, and also unfortunately, the girl’s (whose name was Sky) parents would be adopting him into their home, to help take care of the baby.
The other change was a shocking blow to Neil. He kept replaying that terrible sentence in his head, each time being more and more horrified as to what it meant for his future. The judge decreed, after being handed a signed consent form from Neil’s parents, that Neil and Sky were to be wedded on the eleventh of August. Sky’s parents were stubborn, and would think it sinful if they went unmarried.
It felt like Neil’s world had gone black. His parents, of course, now didn’t care about his future, so, when Sky’s parents demanded them to sign a marriage consent form, they went ahead, without even the slightest hint of hesitation.
Neil knew that unless Sky and him somehow developed a bond (which was near impossible), his life would now become hell, married to a woman (A girl!) that he didn’t even know.
M.L.:
No. This is definitely not about me. It was simply a dream I had last night that affected me so much that I felt the impulse to write about it.
I never write about normal people. I always write about the most extreme people. The most angry, the most cheerful. Neil’s parents are supposed to be angry people.
Neil doesn’t have blackouts. As I will explain later in the story, Neil, at the time of the party, used to drink alcohol and smoke weed, which is why he can’t remember everything. As to the “whole world goes black” business, I’m just referring to how immense Neil’s stress is once he discovers that he is the father of a baby and what he has to sacrifice now. Kind of like how you describe how you feel as if a lead weight has fallen upon you. You know what I mean?
