Ramona & Estelle, chapter 1
(NOTE: If you have seen the movie Thelma and Louise the story will make more sense.. But if you haven't, just read the damn thing. It is hilarious.. Thank you)
It was early May. Ramona was cleaning her house before her husband Jeremy was home. Ramona hated him, but loved him too. Ramona had married Jeremy when she was only 18 years old but now 8 years later it seemed like it had been a really bad idea. The 26 year old woman was cleaning the micro when the phone rang.
"Hello?" Ramona said.
"Hey babe!" The woman on the line said.
"Oh hey Stella. How's it goin'?"
"Good. You?"
"Well I've had better days. Right now I'm cleaning so the house won't look like a mess when Jeremy comes home if you know what I mean."
"Yeah. I hate that guy. Couldn't you've married Jakob or something?"
"Ha! Like I wanted to marry that little prick. No, Jake is like my brother. But you've gone and fallen in love with Joseph Marciano Armstrong! Ha!!"
They both laughed.
"Soo..." Ramona started. "Why did you call?"
"Well.. I was thinking. I'm going on this big road trip and stuff. Wanna come?" Estelle asked.
"Damn Stella. You know that Jeremy won't let me and.."
"Fuck what he thinks! So, you wanna come?"
Ramona stood thinking for a while. Then she sighed and laughed.
"You've lost your mind this time!" Ramona said. "So... Where are we going?"
"Just pack some stuff!" With that Estelle hung up.
Ramona hung up and did as she was told. She packed some of her stuff and waited for Estelle to come.
*Ramona's POV*
Where in hell is she? I was about to go in again when her car pulled up into our driveway. I walked down.
"Took you long enough!" I yelled and jumped into the car. "Where are we going?"
"First we're going to a local club and have something to drink. Then we'll work it from there." Estelle said.
I nodded and we drove off.
About an hour later wa drove up at a bar called 'Black Joe's'. Me and Stella walked up the staircase and went in. There were people everywhere!
"Damn. This seems to be a lot of fun." I said.
"Yeah..." Estelle said and we went over to a table.
It was early May. Ramona was cleaning her house before her husband Jeremy was home. Ramona hated him, but loved him too. Ramona had married Jeremy when she was only 18 years old but now 8 years later it seemed like it had been a really bad idea. The 26 year old woman was cleaning the micro when the phone rang.
"Hello?" Ramona said.
"Hey babe!" The woman on the line said.
"Oh hey Stella. How's it goin'?"
"Good. You?"
"Well I've had better days. Right now I'm cleaning so the house won't look like a mess when Jeremy comes home if you know what I mean."
"Yeah. I hate that guy. Couldn't you've married Jakob or something?"
"Ha! Like I wanted to marry that little prick. No, Jake is like my brother. But you've gone and fallen in love with Joseph Marciano Armstrong! Ha!!"
They both laughed.
"Soo..." Ramona started. "Why did you call?"
"Well.. I was thinking. I'm going on this big road trip and stuff. Wanna come?" Estelle asked.
"Damn Stella. You know that Jeremy won't let me and.."
"Fuck what he thinks! So, you wanna come?"
Ramona stood thinking for a while. Then she sighed and laughed.
"You've lost your mind this time!" Ramona said. "So... Where are we going?"
"Just pack some stuff!" With that Estelle hung up.
Ramona hung up and did as she was told. She packed some of her stuff and waited for Estelle to come.
*Ramona's POV*
Where in hell is she? I was about to go in again when her car pulled up into our driveway. I walked down.
"Took you long enough!" I yelled and jumped into the car. "Where are we going?"
"First we're going to a local club and have something to drink. Then we'll work it from there." Estelle said.
I nodded and we drove off.
About an hour later wa drove up at a bar called 'Black Joe's'. Me and Stella walked up the staircase and went in. There were people everywhere!
"Damn. This seems to be a lot of fun." I said.
"Yeah..." Estelle said and we went over to a table.
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