Connection (A short novel sequel in progress)

[yoshman9000]

I wrote yet another! Enjoy! 

Part Two: Love and death were never so close

Lilith Pleasant

Flashback:
I would have never known that the greatest enthusiasm in my life would of lead to the end of it. Something as modest as me losing my virginity made me loss the only thing that I had and desired. My boyfriend was the paramount thing in my life that brought me joy and sustained me. Though I trusted him in every way, I was suspecting that he was depressed.
He had convinced me into taking off my clothes and making out with him on his bed. I loved him with every bit of my heart committed to his beautiful smile. Lying wasn’t anything that he would have done, but I can’t put my finger on this one trait, phony in the cells. He was the most trustworthy person that I knew, though I don’t know any trustworthy people at all, my sister being the least of them all.
She won’t even cry at my funeral. She wanted me too die and is probably jumping up and down on her bed, singing. I remember the one day that she screeched to me “I hope you burn in hell you gothic mess!” Spitting in her face was my only reaction. I ended getting ground for a month due to that. Angela got to go around being the slutty tramp that she is, having s*x with Dustin almost every night.
A gun to my face was the first thing that I got when I left Dirks house. A dark-skinned man was wearing a long, black coat in the blazing hot weather at eight o’clock at night. The gun was metal with brown ridged that shined in the moonlight. The man had glanced at me and the last words that I heard in my life were “Goodbye Lilith.” The next second was my remaining second that I had lived.