A Christian Teen Romance, where one with a joyous, happy, purposeful spirit struggles with being who God has created her to be. Desperately wanting to change her frenemy, she realises she can't help others before setting herself straight with God...
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I want to learn how to love. How to forgive somebody even if they'd betray me without hesitation. How to let go when I love too much. And how to hold on when I love too little. To be the one they would run a mile for, or maybe even the one they would die for. But then actually, I pray that first they seek the One who teaches us how to love properly and perfectly. Who's love for us is unconditional and never changes no matter how many times we turn away from Him. The One who tells us how love is patient and kind. 1 Corinthians 13:4.
"Do you believe in love?" I asked the person sitting across from me. "I believe in something, not necessarily love" he responded with an emotionless expression on his face. "And what's that" I inquired hoping he'd give me a honest answer. He raises his brows forming a frown. "Why does it matter" he replied defensively. "You know, I used to think like that too". No response. Not even a ridiculous smirk. All he did was angrily look away hoping I'd stop asking him questions. "Until I met Jesus" I continued, his eyes meet mine again but this time it feels different. It feels empty. He pressed a hand to his throat as he clears it. "I'm not hungry, let's go" he abruptly shifts his chair back and pays for the meal as he made his way towards the exit.
Our walk back to the hospital was uncomfortable since neither of us said a word to the other. It was so different compared to how we were earlier tonight. I sigh. I didn't enjoy the silence as much as I thought I would, because all that I could think about was how he shut down the conversation like we were never even having one. I sigh again. Isaac continued walking ahead of me but slow enough so that I could keep up with him. He didn't even bother to explain why he left so abruptly, and the fact that he was acting so normal about it made me even more mad at him. Deep inside he feels bad about what he did tonight but he is too stubborn to admit that.
As we finally approached the hospital, he stopped walking and turned around facing me. He looks at me with a disappointed face, but I was too angry to look at him. I wasn't gonna say anything to him. Not a single word. But I just couldn't hold it in. "I think it's best you don't visit me anymore". Isaac lowered his head, he said nothing in response as he walked away and went home. I mean, there was nothing left for him to say. It hurts to see how he was so close to bettering himself as a person, but held back when it got hard. Once I was just like that too and each time I see Isaac it reminds me of how I used to be. Reckless, unmotivated, isolated. I took every good thing that came my way for granted but the biggest mistake I made was taking God's forgiveness for all my actions for granted.
Sometimes, I can't even look at myself in the mirror, because all I see is someone who isn't worthy of anything in life. But that was all before I knew and had Christ Jesus in my life. I've changed since then, that's why I want to help Isaac so bad, to draw nearer to God just like I did. Christ Jesus is all Isaac needs right now, and I hope I can help him realise that sooner than later. I may not be able to save him but I can help him crave for the presence of the Lord
Isaac's Place
Lily cups her face in her hands as she sits on Isaac's bed waiting for him to get home. She fiddles at her earring on her ear, keeping herself occupied as her patience runs thin. Lily reaches for her phone and turns on the 'DO NOT DISTURB' button before observing the room for the perfect place to hide it.
Not long after, the front door unlocks and locks straight away. Frustrated at the whole Zemira situation Isaac makes his way upstairs into his room. And whole and behold, Lily is seated at the foot of the bed. "LILY? WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY ROOM? he asked. "hello to you too" she calmly responded. Isaac frowns at her but returns to his disappointed expression as he instantly remembers the lingering words Zemira spoke earlier that night.
Lily stands up and walks towards Isaac. "I've missed this" she says whilst placing one hand on his face, and the other on his muscular chest. "Girlfriend problems?" Lily smirked as she observed Isaac's disappointed face. But Isaac refused to respond to her. She had no business in whatever was going on between him and Zemira.
"You know, I can help take your mind off her" Lily stated whilst sliding her hand from his cheek to his lips. Lily knew how Isaac was feeling but she didn't care. She came to Isaac's place and was after one thing and one thing only. Lily had been heartless as far as anyone could remember, faith and hope weren't in her dictionary for she believed that manipulation is the only way to get what you wanted. That's what they told her. And not only did she believe them, she obeyed them too. Lily throws her arms around his neck and wraps her legs around his hips pulling him in closer. This is what you wanted, right? He thought to himself. He hated the fact that he acted based on how he felt and the things it caused him to do, but it was too late now. Lily knew exactly what to do, and had him wrapped around her finger.
I'm gonna regret this by morning, he thought.
———————————————————————————WRITER'S NOTE💭: this part was quite short, sorry about that 😅 I hope you enjoyed reading 'Frenemy' xoxo
