Hamilton Mullette ~ Love Has It's Own Language [WATTY'S 2017]

Chapter 17: Diary Entries/Angelica kills Alex?

    "Thomas, I understand you're having a bad day," James stated, sounding agitated. "Your point?" Thomas asked. "Stop giving little children mean glares. I don't want to get beat up with a purse," He responded, grabbing Thomas' hand. Thomas smiled with embarrassment of what he was doing. "I guess you're right," He leaned in to James and gave him a kiss.

     James smiled, and they kept walking. "Where are we, anyway?" Thomas asked, laughing. James stopped completely. He looked scarred for life at that question. "Uh, I was following you," James dragged his words.

   The two shrugged and kept walking.

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   "Please, take z'e diary!" Marquis shoved the book at Marquis. "I can't do that!" Hercules looked him straight in the eyes, giving it back. Marquis just laughed and handed it back. "S'il et vous plaît!" He opened it up.

   Hercules knew he couldn't understand it. That's why he took the Roogle- De- Roogle Translating scanner that takes pictures and translates them for you.

   Hercules had used it earlier in the year for a Spanish Project which was why he had it on there. He opened the app on his phone and screenshotted 10 pages. He read the date. That was just recently- In fact, the day before he arrived.

1/10/17
Dear Journal,

      I guess this thing is pretty neat. I don't know why my grandma gave it to me, but I hope I don't lose track of it. She said it was to help me keep the memories alive, and maybe something I could give to my children. If only she knew. If only.

    I guess i'm having a hard time moving. I know barely any English, and I KNOW nobody will ever understand me or like me here. But, who knows?- Maybe I'll find someone who speaks french as well.

   I guess I should write why I'm here just in case I somehow forget. Let's just say that dad was going crazy. We couldn't stay there. So, that's why my mother's cousin from America bought us plane tickets to escape. I'm scared, but happy I'm on the plane write now.

  It ended. Hercules looked at Marquis who held a smile that obviously meant,"We'll talk about it later." He gestured for him to keep going.

   1/15/17

Dear Journal,

   I met this cute boy in class! He's so freaking cute. I just want to hug him and squeeze him. Okay, maybe I'm going a bit too far here. I just met him today. Anyways, he doesn't speak French which kind of makes me upset. But, I can tell how funny he is. I doubt he's..Like me, but I pray. If we changed back then, we could change again. He could be like me, maybe.

   Hercules made an odd grin at Marquis. Marquis just giggled with a red face. Hercules flipped a couple pages.

    So, turns out..He likes me! He really does like me! -I can't believe it. He returns my feelings. Once again I feel a rush of something that I can't explain. What could it be? Hercules Mulligan is his name. He is just. Beautiful is what he is. Also, he's funny...Smart?.. and he's so cool. I just want to be with him forever. Please, God, help me be with him forever. He's just perfect. I'll never let him go, and we'll never be separated. Till death do us part. :)

  Hercules closed the book. He stared at it for a few seconds, but then smiled at Marquis. He immediately rushed to hug him. Marquis giggled. "I want to read the rest later. Later in life," Hercules smiled at him. The two sat in each other's arms laughing, sharing kisses, and cuddling.