Over my dead body ~James Barnes~

Part 42

I walk over to church, not far from here and I take a deep breath. Kinda nervous because I've never been to church to pray. I've never really prayed in general, so I feel so bad that I'm doing it now just because I have issues.

I walk inside and it's empty, well not quite empty I mean, two or three people sitting there but overall, it's pretty empty.

Shouldn't have worn heals because everyone can hear me walking to the front. With everyone I mean those three people, but you know what I mean.

After I take a seat, the people behind me left and I'm alone. Alone in the church. No priest, no one. But I kinda like it tho not gonna lie.

I clear my throat while I stare at a big, large cross in front of me.

"I uh, don't really know what to say..." I say quiet while I move my bangs to the side.

"I feel like I don't have the right to pray, Because I never do and now that I have problems, I run to church." I say with a little chuckle.

"I don't even know where to start.... I wanna ask you, you... someone... to uhm, help Casy." I say with trouble. Didn't even notice that someone sat behind me. Oh well I did notice him, but I don't know this man and I don't really pay attention to him.

"Casy doesn't deserve to die, I'm sorry... no one deserves to die. Well maybe some people- okay I'm saying the wrong things." I say and the man behind me chuckles.

I clear my throat and I keep going. I don't feel like
Praying in my head because that maybe won't work? I don't know I just like to say it out loud, and since we're the only once's here. I'm just doing it.

"I'm just asking you... if someone's there, to wake her up, please." I say and my eyes are getting wet again.

I bend over with my elbows on my knees, and I intertwine my hands.

"I need a priest. Big time. I see things that I shouldn't be seeing and it's driving me crazy." I say and the man behind me stands up and sits next to me.

"I'm here." He says and I turn around. Oh... he was the one sitting behind me.

"Sorry, didn't realize." I say and he shakes his head. Pretty old man but he talks with a very calmly voice.

"Can I help you with something?" He asks and I turn around to face him better.

"I see ghosts, I don't want to see them, and I was hoping you could help me to get rid of them." I say and his eyebrows shoots up.

"I see...." He says and I look down at my hands.

"I don't expect you to... you know, fix me or cleansing my aura." I say and I smile. I don't know how to call it. Seriously, I really don't know how to call this whole situation.

I don't even know if church and a priest can do something about this. It's not that he can make sure that the ghosts are gone.

"I don't even know why I'm here." I say honestly.

"I don't think I can do something about the ghosts thing young lady. I wish I could. But as long as they don't hurt you, I can't do something."

"But I heard you talking about a little girl named Casy. You need to pray, pray for her to wake up. God will listen." He says with a sweet smile.

Great, so the ghost thing is really my problem and Casy will probably die. I can't really do anything about James because it's my choice that I don't want to see him or talk to him.

After we talked about anything and nothing, as I basically begged him for holy water, I think I'm going to church more often. Pray more... I don't know I'm just feeling so empty. But he basically told me to pray and that's it. I walk back to my motel room, and I fall on top of my bed, falling asleep. God it's been one day... one fucking day.