Finding a Way to You (Book One of The Finding Series, going through revision)

Chapter 8

Becca's POV

After the little fight with my mom, I pulled myself from the floor and made my way to my safe place, my room. My room is filled with the colours of deep blues and purples, making my room almost depressing to be in.

My cell began to blare Justin Bieber's As Long As You Love Me, and I instantly knew it was Rachel.

I sighed, pushing my long auburn fringe behind my ears as I answered the phone. "Hello?" 

A high pitched squeal pierced my ears on the other end of the phone."My mom talked yours into letting you come this weekend and stay at my house. The conference will be at Hope Assembly of God, if you want to tell your mom. Oh guess what she said to my mom?" 

I sighed and rolled my eyes at my overenthusiastic cousin."What did my loving mother say?" Rachel laughed at the way I said loving. "Well apparently, Aunt Tammi thinks you need Jesus more than she does." Rachel said guffawing. 

"Wow, she's gonna say I need Jesus when all she does is either hit me, yell at me, or treat me like trash, and she thinks I'm the one who needs Jesus!!!?" I bellowed out. Now I"m mad. My mother has no right to say those things about me, when she is the one who needs 'Jesus' more. Ugh. "I didn't mean to make you mad, Becca." Rachel cooed into the phone. 

I let out a deep breath that I didn't even know I was holding in."You didn't make me mad, the she devil did." I responded harshly. 

"Look Beccs, I know you "hate" your mom, but deep down under all the hurt she has put herself through over the years, she still loves you." 

"I don't care what you say Rache..." She cut me off. 

"You listen to me, God will take this pain away. I don't know when or where or how, but He will. I seriously think that God brought Jamie in your life for a reason. I don't care if you cut me off or argue with me but listen Becca, GOD ALWAYS WINS!!" And with that she hung up.

Slightly aggravated, I ran over to my desk and began the same procedure that I always thought helped with the pain. But this time I was tired of living. I took the penknife and began to cut right into my veins so I could bleed out, praying no one would find me so I could just die.

Within minutes, my deep copper blood was displayed all across the prefect white nylon floors.I slowly started slipping from consciousness, and I could feel my heart rate beginning to calm.  This is it. I'm going to die. As soon as my eyes closed, I heard my name. Who called it I don't know. Strong arms picked me off the floor as I eased into unconsciousness.

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Jamie's POV

I don't know what possessed me to go back to Becca's but I did.

During my prayer time, while I was reading the book of Proverbs and reading on Wisdom, when I felt a sudden pull to go to Becca's. 

I prayed"Lord, I don't know what Your plan is, but for whatever reason you have me going over there for, let her be okay. Amen."

I rushed out of my room, filled with t colours, and grabbed my keys and made my way to my cherry red, 2012 Toyota Pick up. The drive to her house from mine was shorter than it was driving to the hospital. It took probably ten minutes to get to her house from mine. The sky was beautiful today, the vibrant shades of blues and white. I rolled down my window, and threw my arm out the side of it, feeling the breeze hit my hair limb.

I glided into the driveway, taking in the scenery, I strutted out of my car and walked up to find the door slightly ajar. Without thinking I screamed" Becca!" I clapped my hand over my mouth, hoping no one heard me, specially her mother. Her house has a negative feel to it, I can't explain it but it makes me want to ball up and cry. The house is painted with dark blues and greys, the living room has brick pillars the come together at a point, and the interior looks like a millionaire has been through here. A large 42'inch Samsung Flat screen graces the wall above the fireplace and a fully automated surround sound with speakers set up under and around the fireplace.

I pushed the thoughts of how much this place must cost, and began looking for Becca. I ran up the stairs and began opening every door I came across. The fist one  I came to, must have been her room. It was, covered in a clouded grayish, violet  shade. I searched in her room for her, but she was no where to be found in her room.  

The strong odor of blood filled my nostrils. It led me to the bathroom. I braced myself before opening the door to the bathroom. "Oh my God, Becca" I screamed..

My heart sank at the sight. Becca's on the floor ,blood everywhere. Becca looks lifeless. Her eyes slightly open, blood all over her beautiful pale body. Her auburn locks sopping from the blood, that spilled from her body. I grabbed my phone from my back pocket and called my dad. He will know what to do.

"Hello". My father answered in his deep husky voice.

Trying not to sound panicked, I took a deep breath and composed my shaky body. "Dad, I'm at Becca's and there's blood everywhere!! I think she was cutting, but I'm not sure. I just came here and I saw her. I was having prayer time at home and something told me to go see her and I did. Now she's slowly dying." I said with tears streaming down my face, as I looked at the girl who I deeply cared for. 

"Son, bring her here as fast as you can. She's going to need a blood transfusion. Hurry son. You have no time to waste." He said as he hung up. 

I rushed to her side and carefully picked her up as if she was precious cargo. I carried her bridal style all the way to my pick up outside. I placed her in the passenger seat and sped to the hospital.

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At the hospital, it felt like a lifetime before I go to see Becca. I sat there silently praying, and before I knew it the ER doors slammed open. A blond and red blur flashed past me. 'Rachel' I said to myself. She sped to the nurses station and began her questioning. The nurse pointed to me. Rachel looked at me and instantly relaxed. 

She ran up to me and threw her arms around my neck. 

"What happened?" She questioned me, with fear obvious in her eyes. "How did you know something was wrong?"

"I was at my house and having my prayer time, when all of the sudden I felt the urge to go check on her and that's when I found her. She was cutting, Rachel."

Tears began to well up in Rachel's eye."How did you know where she lived?" 

I chuckled to myself and smiled" Well, lets just say my dad is the head ER Doctor and I have my ways. I visited the other day and her mom was home. I didn't know she was that mean. When I left, I heard somethings I don't think were meant for my ears." 

Rachel looked at me nodding her head." Yeah, like I said my Aunt and Uncle aren't nice people."

We waited and waited. Hours went by then my father tapped me on my shoulder. "Son, Rachel. She's awake now. Jamie she wants to see you."

My jaw dropped. She wants to see me? Why? Did my dad tell her that I saved her life?

Before I stood to walk to Becca's room I prayed. 'Lord, you have Your hand in this. Let everything go according to Your plans Lord. Amen'