Picking up where I started.

Every knee shall bow,and every tounge shall confess.

I did it.

I shot him,what was it like? How did I feel? Honestly I felt nothing,like my body wasn't my own. I look to my side and seen my homie running with me to flee the premises. We jump in the car and sped off, the car was silent. We didn't say one word,that's how it had to be.

I shouldn't have been the one to pull the trigger, it should have been Andrew. But he convinced me somehow,everything was a blur.

I parked in-front of his house,he dabs me up he leaves. Now I'm in the car in my thoughts,I don't wanna go home yet. Where do I go? I just drive and find myself parking anywhere, but when I looked up I saw a church. The heck am I doin at a church, I felt my feet make its way to the building. Maybe it would help me in my thoughts, but I was stopped.

"Young man." I hear someone say so I turn to them.

"Yeah?"i respond

"That's yes sir to you,but in anyway what are you doing here?" He looked at me like he read through me.

I stared at him"I just parked." I said plainly not wanting to talk

He nods and smirked "you got something you wanna confess?"

I open my mouth but nothing comes out.

"I'll say this,if you knew what was best for you. You might as well go ahead and do it, even if your scared."

What's this crazy old man talking about.

"You got some confidential secrets,eating at you. The truth shall set you free." He chuckled before walking off. I watched him step into the car and drive off and I stood there heart pounding. If there was a God he definitely knew what I had done, I didn't need to go inside now. I got all that I needed. So I too went home.

Aaliyah's p.o.v

It's a new day and I had stayed the night,sleeping in the chair. I explained to his parents who I was,at-least the mom. We spoke for s long time,she was fun to talk to.she needed it as much as I did. I was dressed in some clothes the hospital gave me to sleep in,I had them throw the dress I had on away. As i woke up and watched Malachi sleep,I hear a knock on the door.

It was my dad he came in seeing me turn around.
"How are we doin baby girl."he looked concern

"Okay, they say he will wake up soon. I should probably leave by then." I watch him sit beside me.

He nods slowly "that's good." He looks like he's about to say more.
"You know,this man right here is brave. I seen a lot of street preachers get beat up or stabbed,and even knowing he still preached the word."

I look away from him, why is telling me this ? Does he think now is the time?

"That's how it should be,endure until the end. That's how we all should look at life,because we're only here temporarily. And we can't understand it but death is apart of life,but this man. God spared him." He looked at his watch "anyways baby ,I gotta go."

"You just got here." I look at him

He doesn't say anything further but reached in his pocket and pulls out a small Bible handing it to me.

"I think it's time to pick up where you started" he smiles and leaves the room

I look at the Bible in my hand,the same one I put down about 5 years ago.I opened the book, "Psalm 9:9-10: "The Lord is a shelter for the oppressed, a refuge in times of trouble. Those who know your name trust in you, for you, O Lord, do not abandon those who search for you."

"God I want to search for you,I need help seeking you. Oh God help me." I cry out loud, I bow my head, for a few moment I feel a hand on my head and then a voice.

"God...help your child." I hear him say in pain,he was awake now.

"Malachi ?" I look up and he was there looking at me with a soft smile "hi Aaliyah."

I hug him gently and began to cry "oh my goodness."he pushed me away slightly

"What are you doing here? Where's my mom and dad?" He sounded panicked

"There out getting some things." I looked down assuming he didn't want me here "I was gonna leave anyways,glad to know your okay." I turn around but he grabs my hand "Aaliyah don't." He says and I bit my lip to fight back tears. I face him and all I could see was the boy I had come to like in a few months.

"Sit." He says and I do

"Hand me that thing." He points to the Bible, even in pain he's still gonna do the lords work. I hand it to him.

"Are you ready to give your life to God?" He says suddenly.

I gasp and nod yes and then he began to read.