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The Preacher's Daughter

Chapter one: riding with lies

1



Tell me again why you cursed?" I ask my big sister as we sat down on the pavement in front of our house. "Because its fun saying fuck, come on little sister try it." She grins, brushing my brown hair out of my face. "Fuck." I whisper biting my lower lip.

"Harder!" Mary groans clapping her hands on her pale legs.

"Fuck!" I yell. That made her burst from laughter. "You are right." I mumble with a weak smile.

"See its good to be bad." Mary is two years older than me. After what happen with Mark she went into a downward spiral, he said he wanted someone fun, Mary was too good for him, now she is showing him fun, even though they broken up.

"I feel like I am living in Amish lifestyle." I admitted pushing my legs up to my chest. "No, I think we are worse than Amish." She spats out making me giggle.

"Let's get out of town, I want to get drunk." She says turning her head to me, her black hair falling down her temple. "Meaning the town next to us? Mary I don't think dad will allow that." I sigh heavily placing my head on her broad shoulders. "Its Constance sleep over tonight they know we- you are going there... Mary pouts, what was she thinking?

"You are right, what are we gonna do there anyway? Expect uh drink grape juice and talk about how hot the football captain's shirt are, and not his body." I breathe. "Than its settled, we can like rent a motel, get drunk and flirt with homeless men." Her eyes light up with excitement. "I am cutting you off there." I giggle nervously and stood up lifting up my hands, Mary nods and grab my hands as I pull her up.




"God bless us with this food and may we be forever in your debt, Amen." I open my eyes as my father ended the prayer. "I hope you are packed sweet Gracie." I smile and nod to my mom.


"Yes I did mother, but I am sure we are just going to be in Constance room." I whisper eyeing Mary who gave me a pout and a naughty wink; I lower my head trying not to laugh. "Mary, purity pledge will begin tonight." My father spoke up making Mary grit on her teeth.

"She is coming with me, I hope you don't mind father." I mumble placing the fried carrot in my mouth.

"Mary?" She rolled her eyes and plastered a huge grin on her face. "I want to go back to my roots dear father and what better why to do that is to rekindle with your friends, talk about life and God."



If I did not know any better that was sarcasm, also a sin in our house, in our town a matter of fact. Thank heavens dad did not caught Mary's sarcasm scent.

"That's good dear Mary, I am glad you and Gracie are getting along so wonderfully." I try to hold down my scoff but it just came out.

I and Mary always had a perfect sibling bond, our parents just gave the 'assumption' that we are fighting and hating each other just because we are sisters, so much for the higher power.

"Gracen Anderson did you just scoff?" My mom gasps making me burst from laughter and so did Mary. "No mom why would I do that? Its impolite and satanic."Batting my eye lashes trying to look confused.

"We should get going Gracie; we must not be allowed out in night, so best be going before the sun finds his slumber." Mary mumbles breaking the gasp and the scoff silence. "Big sister, I am so proud of you for finally growing up." My dad says. I roll my eyes and stood up from my seat. "More like going out." I whisper.

"What did you just say?" Both I and Mary turn around. "Growing up its a good thing." I replied. "Yes, it is. Stay safe daughter's" we smiled and went on our way up stairs. "Why the hell do we talk like that?" I ask running up to my room bursting from laughter. "We are fucked up," Mary snaps closing the door behind her.


"Its satanic to scoff, I wonder what will mom think when you finally get laid, and will that also be satanic?" Mary asks confused. "No, that would just be inhumane." I mumer darkly walking to my closet, its really hard being an Anderson sometime, Mary got lucky she was name Mary! I am called Gracen! What the hell! But I prefer Gracie, Grace sounds old and Gracen sounds like a nun, which I am not... Well soon to be one if I don't get a boyfriend.

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Comments

This was absolutely amazing <3

YOU BROKE ME
YOU FUCKING BROKE ME

sorryimpsycho sorryimpsycho
3/5/15

This is so good!

fallingdown fallingdown
7/31/14

Ugh, I actually fucking cried!
you fucking broke me

To be fair, I wanna know what will happen to Andy, but that's it..
it was an amazing story

You should at least write an epilogue. Or write a mistake the doctors made it will not be the end!!!!