Inexperienced

Gina

"Lady Monique,"

Shit.

"Monique," I tapped her left arm continuously, but all she did was lay there like a lifeless piece of wood.

It was patent, what she'd done, but it wasn't time to start blaming. That would be medicine after death.

All that was left to do was pray she was still alive.

The concept of her actually dying made me shiver and feel like my life was ruined.

Please, don't die.

I prayed silently and fuck if God heard.

I'd been very rebellious all my life and it was insane to think that I'd just beg for something from him and he'd do it in a heartbeat. Shit didn't work like that.

We followed rules.

God, if you she doesn't die, I promise to try and be so much better.

Those were the words I mumbled in the dimly lit room as lady Monique's head lay on my laps. Trust me, it did take a lot for me to get the top part of her body on mine since she weighed more than me.

I wanted to add if I don't, strike me dead, but it was patent I was wack at fulfilling commitments. I'