Chapter 29

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Chantelle's POV
TARGETS
1.Get close to God
2. Help Kait get close to God
3. Buy a Bible and notebook for Kait

I look at the Bible and red notebook l got for Kait. Her best color is red by the way but God please come and help me.

I then walk to Kait's room

"Natalia"

Oh God this can't be!

I turn and see my happy grandma smiling at me. 

No she can't see me with this.

Wait why is she coming close to me?

Why am l sweating

Oh no!

Grandma touches my forehead as if she's checking my temperature "What's wrong my dear. Do you have a fever. You're sweating and you look pale" she looked so worried. "No-no grandma ummm l'm okay"

Please stop stummering she'll definitely find out that something is going on and she's not supposed to.

Our ancestors, great great grandparents, grandparents. Our whole generation believed in god Huitzilopochti the god of sun and war gold.

And l'm here being different in all of them.

But all l know it's a good decision for sure.

"Natalia" grandma cuts me off from my thoughts. I then look back at her and she was worried and confused as well. "Yes grandma" "What's that you're hiding"

Oh she's seen them!!

"Ummm-ummmm n-no-nothing grand-grandma" Just stop stummering

Will you!

"Natalia l'm asking you. What is that you're hiding" she looked a bit serious.

Ih noooooo!!!!

"Ummm grandma its-its personal" I look down and I know that's stupid to say but I had nothing to do. I can't tell her. I look back at her and l see her surprised face turning into a smile

Why is she smiling?

"Ohhhh so it's from the opposite gender. Huh" I look at her immediately and she was still smiling. "Yes no l mean yes" I cover my face with my hands.

"Owwww" she removes my hands from my face and looks at me with her beautiful smile. "It's okay my dear. You don't have to feel shy. Though I'm mad that you didn't tell me that you met someone and he's already there. Buy it's okay I understand. Now tell me when this guy is coming to see us"

Oh now why did l lie!

Grandma has this kind of tradition that if we grow up and get our first boyfriends we should invite them and their families for dinner to get to know each other but it's first the guy then the family that's invited. She's been eagerly waiting for me to fall in love and I can't bare the guilt that l'm feeling cause I really don't have anyone special in that kind of way

Her joy and happiness she's feeling is killing me.

"Grandma l haven't-haven't yet got that kind of guy. He's not there but I  promise to tell you when l get and you're gonna be the first" she frowns her eyebrows but then nodes. I think she's really hurt. "It's okay my dear. I understand but then what's that" she tries getting them from behind me

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