from the very childhood together. Our parents were also friendly, therefore, without hesitation, they gave us to the same kindergarten, and then to school. The three of us did not immediately find a common language: Mark liked to spend time with him, and Austin was so disgusted with bullies that he did not want to approach.
Somehow in the first class there was one situation, after which we decided to stick together. One of our classmates began to laugh at Mark: first hide his things, tear the pages from your favorite children's books, call yourself as rude as only children at his age can. Mark never complained, but I can not answer, just tolerated. Once again, when that guy was going to somehow tease Mark again, his desire was still a desire. He almost cut off a strand of hair, as I started screaming at the top of my voice and poking it in his hand, and Austin took it and hit it with a backpack over the head so that it fell to the floor.
With the parents of that mean classmate, we talked together, Since then, we've done everything together. We went to school, did homework, left school, watched movies, played soccer and slowly grew up.
It seems that we always felt for each other something more than just a friendly love. Mark was not like other people. He grew up and developed faster than everyone around him, his thoughts and reasonings never matched his age. More often we walked three together, after all got used to each other, but sometimes Mark and I went out late at night to the park, or to the roof of my house and talked for a long time about something profound and important. Austin did not know that we were walking together, I think he would have been offended.
We were 17 years old. Such adults and small at the same time. We thought for a long time which university to enter, to which city to move and how to part with each other. The choice was difficult: our parents tried to solve everything for us, we all pressed on each other and completely forgot about support and understanding. After a long time of "negotiations" we were allowed to make a decision on our own. I chose the university in three hours drive from home, I wanted to study for a lawyer. Mark did not doubt the choice of profession and found a university with the best faculty of philosophy, Austin knew that he would enter the university in our city, in which his father works as a rector. When we told each other about our choice, it turned out that Mark and I would study in one state. This news was not at all pleased Austin, who fled in the middle of the conversation and disappeared for two weeks.
Austin disappeared for two weeks and appeared on the day of graduation. I ran up to him and began to swear, because we all were terribly worried about him. He reassured me and just congratulated me on graduation. I understood him, it's hard to leave my best friends.
Mark kissed me this evening. We have never even talked about how we feel about each other. But, at that moment, everything immediately became clear. We began to frantically discuss plans for the future, how we will go to study, we will see each other every day, help each other, and as soon as the holidays come, we will travel together. We wanted to come to our hometown, spend time with our parents and Austin, but live somewhere far away. It seems that this is called love. At the end of the party Mark and Austin went outside to talk. I was very happy, because Austin had to learn about our plans first. They were not for about two hours, I tried to find them, but could not.
Austin lay with a broken head around the corner of some abandoned building near the place where the graduation ceremony was held. Later he told that they had been attacked, they took telephones, money, threatened to take them somewhere and beat them to death. He was hit hard, he fell and lost consciousness. Criminals and witnesses have not been found, Mark, too…
5 years later. I still painfully remember this all ... I never became a lawyer, I could not even finish university ... Today is an important event. I'm worried all day because I can not learn this damn phrase. Previously, I often imagined how I would do it, but now I want to become dumb, but I have to say it:
« I, Katrin Niers, take thee, Austin Ley, to be my wedded Husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better for worse, for richer for poorer, insickness and in health, to love, cherish, and to obey, till death us do part, according to God’s holy ordinance; and thereto I give thee my troth» .
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