IRAN- PART TEN- the ending

Iran- written by Tennille chase

PART TEN

Tory sat on the swings in the park, it was early morning and the wind blew softly through her hair. Angie had arranged to meet her at the park so that they could walk to college together, maybe even hand in hand. Who knows it was possible. She felt terrible about rejecting Bandit last night. His blood shot eys reamined pictured in her head. If only he had of told her before she met Angie then maybe, maybe he would have had a chance, but now she had Angie. She loved her, the feeling was scary, but she wasn't going to deny it, not for him, not for anyone. She swung back and forth, scrapping her feet along the ground. She also wondered how Mr Physics was feeling after she rejected his love yesterday. They said they would remain professional friends, but she had hear stories about teachers crushing on students and down grading them when they were rejected. Not that she thought Mr Phyics was the kind of person to sink that low, but she did have to think about the possibility.

She looked at her watch, it was 7:15 , she wasn't so worried that Angie wouldn't show, because In her heart she knew she would, she was just worried about the time. Despite her recieving a B, even with her marks taken away from lateness, she knew that she could of got an A if she had of just shown up for class on time, and she still did have time to make up for it, if only Angie would hurry up so they could get their on time.

She scanned the park, seeing Angie running along the path. The wind blowing in her short black hair into her eyes. Tory smiled, jumping of the swings and stood waiting for Angie to reach her. She stopped running, not short of breath and wrapped her arms around her. "Im sorry I am late, but I have the most wonderfull news". Tory looked at her watch, it was 7:25. "Can you tell me while we walk to school". She shook her head "That's just it, their are no classes today, Mr Physics was taken to hospital early this morning and they couldn't find a substitute with such short notice". Tory's heart sped up as she began to panic. "Why , do they know why he's been taken to hospital". Angie nodded "They didn't say much only that he had been found in the gardern just below his balcony". "What you mean they think he jumped or something". Angie nodded "Apparently so, according to what I heard, he was lucky to have fallen on the bushes, if it had of been the concrete he wouldn't of had a chance in hell of surviving". Tory sat back down on the swing "And again why is it such wonderfull news". Angie laughed "The wonderfull news is that we have the day of and guess what, my mother is not at home at all today". Tory raised her eyebrows, still in shock. "So what are you suggesting we do". Angie sat down besides her, taking her hand "I think you know what I am suggesting we do, and don't worry so much Mr Physics will be fine, they tell me he is being taken good care of". Tory smiled weakily, gripping tightly onto Angie's hand. Hot tears were beginning to swell in her eyes.

She had done this, she had made him jump, with her cold rejection. He really did love her, in the back of her mind she had thought it had been an attraction and admiration, confused with love, but he truley did love her. Tory stood up letting go of Angie's hand. "Let's go back to my house hay, I'll make you some breakfast if you like and we can just talk, or watch a mive if you prefer". she smiled wrapping her arms around Angie, "Whatever did I do to deserve you".

Angie unlocked the front door, grabbing Tory's bag to put it on the hook. She ushered her to follow her into the lounge room and made sure she was comftorbly seated before she left. "What would you like, I got eggs and bread or cereal or you could just have toast with whatever spread you like, oh I think I might even have some bacon somewhere". Tory smiled "Toast with butter would be fine" she said watching Angie walk into the kitchen. "Nice place you got here" she said looking around, it was all so neat and tidy and so modern. "Mum's a home decorator that's why it's all so up to date, she is also a clean freak, hense the tidyness". Tory laughed "What are you a mind reader".

"Not at all, it's just so funny though, cause sometimes when I am home alone, I like to change things around, mess things up , cause when she comes home she ammediatly notices the change, it's hilarious". She walked out holding of toast in her hand and a drink of juice in the other. "Just put it on the table" Tory said, moving over so Angie could it down, she smiled "Why are you so good to me" she asked turning towards her, putting her hands on her legs. Angie smiled "Oh but Miss Helle I think you already know the awnser to that question". She leaned forward kissing her softly on the lips. Her scent wafting through Tory's body. "Miss orando you are making me feel all warm and fuzzy". She reached for Angies buttons, undoing the first few, Angie leaned back. "Is that all I'm making you feel". Tory smiled shaking her head and undid the last few buttons, kissing her lightly on the neck, she followed her body's path, letting her lips follow Angie's watm tender body. Embracing her breast in her hands she squeezed them tight. "Oh" Angie said jumping with excitement. "Tell me Moiss Orando have you been a good girl or a bad girl". Angie laughed "Goos as always, why do you think I need to be punished". Tory nodded, finding the zip on her jeans and pulled it down. "Oh yes, I think you do" she giggled, Putting her head in Angie lap "Just say when".

"Angie" a loud voice boomed from behind them. Angie pushed Tory away, doing her dip up and turned around to see her father standing hands across him chest, his face red with rage. "Dad I can explain"Angie said doing up her buttons, a frightened expression creeping across her face. Tory sat up, nervously wiping her mouth.

"What the hell is this" He yelled.

To be continued....

Author notes

This is the end of Iran , story one... I am planning a sequel, so don't even bother to ask if their is going to be a next one, I wont write it for some time... I hope you enjoyed the first story as much as I enjoyed writing it. Thank you so much for all your support and comment, constructive and admirational... Iran is a personal story to me and it meant a lot that you took your time to read my work.. I look forward to writing the sequel and will keep you posted on the when abouts I will start writing... In conclusion I hope it is a satisfying end, a mini cliff hanger and My main aim is to keep you guessing....
Thank you again everyone .... much appreciated Morbidity monsoon

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  • longing4yourtouch
    November 18, 2007
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    darn it all.This is on heck of a story. It's all I've thought about since I read it.