Choose Your Battles

Chapter 3 ~ "Soul-Searching"

"Angela, some people would argue I don't have a soul because I sold it to Satan AKA you!"

"I take offense."

"Good."

The car flew down the street. My heart still physically hurt, but I wouldn't let it overcome me like last night. I promised myself I wouldn't get to that point, but I was on the edge. A lightbulb went off. I grabbed my notebook and scribbled on the page dedicated to a new song. I don't know what song, but a new song.

I had already transferred the lyrics from the toilet paper so I just added:

A long vacation didn't sound so bad.

Angela looked over. I could see her eyes pouring over the page. I looked up at her as she stared into my eyes.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine."

"Are you sure?"

I wasn't sure, but the words just came out," YES! GOD ANGELA IF I SAY YES IT MEANS YES!" I immediately felt bad. I had been taking out my emotions on her for a week now. She just focused her eyes back on the road, without one word.

Slowly, I drifted off into sleep. A thunder, a streak of lighting, then a cry of a child. I screamed,"WESLEY IM COMING..."

Angela shook me awake. Tears were streaming down my face.

"What was it?"

"Nothing."

I know she didn't want to argue because she just looked away.

Was full of secrets

Finally, we arrived. We were surrounded by a meadow of wild flowers. The tears just kept silently coming. There was no stopping them. It was better to let it out, right?

Angela walked further into the meadow without a word. Once she was out of sight, I just collapsed. I couldn't take it. My body felt like it was being ripped apart. I slowly lifted my head into the sun while thinking, "God, please help me. Help me to come to terms with my loss. Please."

Almost instantly did I get up. It was like a weight was lifted off my shoulders. The sorrow was still there, in the back of my head. I felt alive again.

By the Grace of God
That's it, the song title!

I had happened to just randomly stumble across my soul. I guess a long vacation really wasn't that bad.

Just when I thought I was free of my troubles, I felt a sharp pain. My eyes closed and I fell into the meadow.

Flashes of random children ran through mind. Would this have been my child?

My eyes opened in the light of the blinding sun. The depression was back. It was good while it lasted, I guess. Five seconds of happiness. That's all I get? Five seconds.
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AUTHOR'S NOTE-
This probably sucks because I wrote it at like two in the morning😂 because I'm a rebel✌️