Kurt and Eileen Meet-Persecuted Affection

April 2001. Early Evening, Just After Sunset…

Kurt Marchal was swimming in the Olympic sized pool at the YMCA his family belonged to. He was a lonely and awkward 14 year old with few friends. The reason for this, I assume, was that neither he nor his family was part of the clique which had formed around the catholic elementary school he attended. Though he was 14 years old, he was only in 7th grade. This was a result of persecution done to him by several school officials, forcing him to repeat the 4th grade. He had always been persecuted by teachers, staff and administrators but it had greatly worsened by 4th grade and had been downhill ever since.

As Kurt was swimming in the pool, a girl had jumped in. She looked to be about his age and he watched her. In the back of his mind he wondered if she could maybe be a companion to him. He wondered if she could somehow be the one whom he had prayed for many times to come into his life. After she resurfaced he watched her swim. She noticed him and smiled. He smiled back. She then waved. Awkwardly Kurt waved back. The girl smiled even more brightly. She then motioned for him to come to her. Gladly he did so and began stroking through the water until he was in arm’s length of her.

“Hey.” The girl spoke to him.

“Hi.” Kurt replied.

“What’s your name?” She asked.

“Kurt Marchal.”

“Nice to meet you. I’m Eileen Cartensen.”

“I’ve never seen you here before.”

“I just started coming here. My doctor suggested I swim for exercise. Eileen paused awkwardly and said “Everyone is mean to me because of my weight. I’m hoping you’ll be nice to me, because I saw you looking at me.”

“I sure will be nice to you because I know what you’re going through. Both teachers and classmates at my school are mean to me as well.”

“Why were you looking at me?” Eileen asked cautiously.

Kurt blushed and said “Because I think you’re pretty.”

“Even though I’m fat?” She asked with a little distress.

“That doesn’t bother me. If anything, I think it makes you even prettier!”

“Why? Because it makes my boobs big?” Eileen asked then gasped, covered her mouth and blushed.

Kurt blushed also and replied “Well that’s one reason.”

“Do you like anything else about me?”

“I like how you’re being nice to me. No one else is.”

“No one is nice to me either. Everyone makes fun of my weight, but you like it.” She paused and then continued “You seem to be nice to me as well, but I am going to ask you a dumb question.”

“What is it?”

“Do you have a girlfriend?”

“I don’t. No one wants me.”

“How would you feel if I said ‘I want you’?”

“I would be very happy.”

“Good, because I do want you.”

“Oh God, Eileen. I hope you’re serious.”

“Serious as a heart attack. Do you want me as well?”

“Yes, definitely.”

“Then give me a hug!”

Kurt happily embraced her and then said “It feels so good when our bodies come close together.”

“I’ve never been touched before. What about you?”

“Never, well until you.”

“Good, then our relationship will be special.”

Kurt and Eileen continued hugging while staring deeply into each other’s eyes and smiling.

Suddenly, they heard a loud whistle, followed by “Stop hugging right now or I’ll kick both of you out.” It was the lifeguard. He seemed to be ex military and somehow extremely uptight.

“Let’s go sit outside on the lawn chairs and hold hands.” Kurt said.

“Okay. I’ll give up my exercise for a little while. It would be worth it for you though.”

So they walked to the exit and then went outside. As soon as Kurt and Eileen were out of the lifeguard’s sight they hugged again. Then, holding hands, they went lay down, each on adjacent lawn chairs.
“Aren’t the stars pretty.” Eileen asked.

“Not as pretty as you.” Kurt replied, then continued “Of course I don’t think anyone or anything is prettier than you.”

“I think you should kiss me for telling me that.”

“Sure.”

Kurt leaned over to kiss her, but then she said “I want you to ask me first though.”

“Ask you what?”

“If you can kiss me.”

“All right, here goes: Eileen Cartensen, may I kiss you?”

“You definitely may.”

Kurt leaned over once again and Eileen threw her arms around him as their lips began to lock.

“This is my first kiss.” Eileen said, beaming.

“Mine too.” Kurt replied with excitement.

There was an awkward silence, but then Kurt asked “Are you on ICQ?”

“Yes.” Eileen replied.

“Then can I have your ICQ number, you know, so we can keep in touch?”

“Yes, of course.”

“How can we write them down?”

“Let’s get dressed and then go to the lobby and we can get a pen and paper there.”

“Great.”

They kissed once more, then each walked into the respective locker rooms.

Both dressed probably quicker than ever before, then met up in the lobby.

Eileen then asked the desk clerk for a pen and scratch paper, to which she was handed it.

They then wrote down each others’ names and ICQ numbers on the half sheet of torn paper, then both called their parents from the desk phone for a ride home.

Eileen’s parents pulled up in a white mini van soon after, and she hugged Kurt goodbye, then said “Message me tonight.” Kurt nodded his head and hugged her once more.

Soon enough afterwards Kurt’s parents pulled up in a dark blue sedan and drove him home.

Upon arrival, Kurt turned on the family computer and dialed into the AOL server. After being connected he started the ICQ application and entered his number and password.

There was the sound of “Uh-Oh” as a message popped up on his screen.

It was from Eileen and read “Hey. I had a wonderful time tonight and I only hope and pray that we will have many more!”

“Of course we will, I will do everything in my power for us to be together.”

“You’re so sweet. I am so happy that you came up to me in the pool.”

“And I’m glad you motioned for me to come. Otherwise I never would have.”

“I’m falling for you quickly. I just pray you won’t break my heart and leave me.”

“I promise you that I never will. You’re the only one who ever wanted me. No one else wanted me, but somehow you do and I’ll never forget that.”

“I think I love you, Kurt. Do you love me?”

Kurt’s heart skipped a beat and then he replied “Yes, I do love you. I promise to always love you!”

“Good then my heart is so happy.”

“So is mine.”

“I guess I can prove everyone at school wrong. They always tell me that I’ll be an old lonely bachelor, but now I have you and as long as I can help it, neither of us will ever be lonely again.”

“Where do you go to school?”

“queen of heaven catholic elementary.”

“There were some kids from over there that harassed me at a Lion’s Club dance.”

“Somehow I’m not surprised. Both students and teachers harass me at that hell hole.”

“Don’t worry about them anymore because we have each other.”

“What grade are you in?”

“Eighth.”

“I’m supposed to be in Eighth, but I failed the Fourth Grade.”

“That’s all right, maybe I could help you study from now on. I’m very good at English and Reading and I even like to read and write. In fact I want to write love stories for a living when I’m all grown up.”

“All I’m good at is History, but I would like it a lot if you helped me.”

“What do you want to be when you’re all grown up?”

“I don’t know yet.”

“Maybe since you like History you could be a newspaper journalist or an online blogger. I could help you write your articles and we could be a team!”

“I’m very happy that you see a future with me.”

“Of course I see a future with you. I could use our relationship as an inspiration to the love stories I write!”

“I know this is a little off topic, but if there’s ever another Lion’s Club dance, I’ll go with you and show you off to everyone. And if anyone is mean to you, I’ll just hug and kiss you in front of all of them. Then I’ll tell them all off.”

“Oh, how I want you right now!”

“I’m yours, both now and forever!”

“Hey my parents just told me I have to get to bed, but message me the next time you’re going to the Y so we can swim together.”

“Will do. You know what?”

“What?”

“I love you!”

“I love you too.”

Eileen then signed off and Kurt printed out a transcript of their conversation. He then folded up the papers and placed them in his nightshirt close to his heart.

Back to “Persecuted Affection”

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s