Harry's POV
The fact that I snook out of the house again to go to church is so uncanny, but I don't regret it, although like other days my interior motive wasn't it. Even Emer and a few of her pals chose to stick around after her birthday. Didn't count her as the religious type, but I am here and two years ago I wouldn't count me either. But I had always believed and respected the existence of a God, so it was foreseeable.
I decided to assist them with packing up after the service, and it's definitely not cause I wanted to see more of her.
I wended up paired with Emer. Although we had become a little closer cause she's been some what better than before since she began attending this service (even though it's once in a blue) I still detest her a bit. I guess old wounds don't heal that quickly.
We began a conversation and talking about how we managed to maneuver our way to church. I said that I took an excuse, even though I knew deep down it was a lie.
(I mean my brother would never let me step out without knowing where I was headed, and if I did tell, he wouldn't try to stop me. He'd just use those big grammars of his to convince me otherwise, like he did when we were kids.He'd say, "We're the church little bro- You don't need to go there- God is everywhere- You can speak to him anywhere."
And he's not really wrong, I know.
But the few moments I've spent here didn't feel like something I could get just anywhere, especially not anywhere Hyun takes me.It's something special, and needs a place special.
I just wish I could tell him that.Ever since I moved to America, he's always been on my neck.
Our mom still tried to shield me from him when she was alive, but when she broke down, I was on my own, and then she died.)After Patricia's weird drama, taking Emer with her. Aimy also decided to leave. I decided to go as well, just to have a talk with her. I mean she is part of the reason I came today.
Outside
I didn't want to let her know I was behind her initially, but once I started losing her I called out to her.
She began asking some really intense questions which got me on my tail.
I knew my reply would most certainly destroy whatever it is we had going, cause I'm pretty sure she doesn't take me as a friend.So, I tried to change the subject, but that didn't really go as planned.
"Em, hmm." I coughed in reaction to her question.
"Too much? Okay." She added, like she was about to bring in the beast.
"How about the birthday thing. Why'd you come? I mean you clearly believed it was my birthday party, and the last time we saw, I mocked you because you came with a bunch of bodyguards for a school exam." She explains again.
Just as I thought, from the river to the ocean
"Well, I still can't believe I fell for that though. I mean how could you even know your birthdate you were adopted." I said trying hard to change the subject.
"Adopted?" She repeated in some what a confused manner.
Did she not know? Cause if she didn't, I think I just did the real dropping of the beast.
"Wait, you didn't-" I stuttered in realization.
"What do you mean by I'm adopted? And how do you know that?" Aimy questioned curiously.
Her words made me feel really really uncomfortable and guilty.
I needed to find something to say to end this.
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End Time Cores
SpiritualAimy is a young teenage girl with a God given ability to view things to come in form of dreams. Lacking understanding to them and there being no one known to her who could interpret or explain them. She ends up in a world of torments and trembles to...