Sunrise Mountian

Chaos

                                       HUNEY
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Two month has came and gone in such a small time span. Tass and I had grown close over the last couple of weeks. I attended every meeting his church had. We went for coffee every Saturday , and played bingo afterwards. I was hardly home between work and, and hanging with him. He was the closest thing to a best friend I had ever had. He knew how to make me smile, and laugh. He was the only guy who didn't want to get me into bed. Losing my virginity wasn't in my bucket list for a long time. Although I was raped , I still saw myself as pure , and clean.
Tonight at six o'clock , Tass said a guest preacher was bringing us a message. So I rushed , throwing on a warm, overcoat , the weather had gotten colder in the last few weeks at night. I grabbed my notebook and a pen, and headed downstairs. A loud knock and then a creek of the door as Tass slid in his huge smile , filling up the entire room.
    "Hey , I was just finishing getting ready,"

                                 TASSIAN
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Staring into her bold, brown eyes, her face bare, no makeup , notebook in hand. I smiled wide and said ...
     " I am extremely early, you look so beautiful tonight, Ms Barlowe. "
     "Well thank you , Mr. Miller, how nice of you . she bowed her head and laughed "
     We laughed , as we strode towards the door , her black overcoat reflecting the stars. I smoked and turned as I locked the front door
      We entered, his church had reorganized the glass decor, and a big black wooden podium , replace the old brown one.
     Prophet Tyler Gardner was a very holy man , who walked daily with Jesus, and you'd never see him deny him.
      I knew Huney was keeping a lot of questions to herself , she had no idea what anything was but I was not going to pressure her . She'd come to every service , no excuses. This was all new to her and my spirit man knew it and so did I.

                                HUNEY
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The building had been redecorated, reset and it looked beautiful! I was in adoration of all the colors and the new wooden puller on stage . Tass said the guy teaching was Tyler Gardner, he said he had an amazing gift . Apparently he spoke of future events of people lives. I was excited for this , I love telling people what their future holds.
     As service started , they played four songs , two fast and two slower ones. A lady came up to speak about how her spine had , been curved her entire life and now her back and shoulders were straight and healed.
Pastor Tyler stood , after being introduced, and opened his bible. He stared into the crowd , and smiled. He waited and then said...
" Todau I want to talk about a subject , a little close to home. I want to talk about witchcraft."
I smiled , but anger also filled my entire being. I turned and twist on my seat.
" We have a variety of ways to go about explaining this, but we all know , witchcraft, is full of , pagan mythology, healing crystals, and other satanic things. The word tells us to not indulge in such evil things —"
I gasped , and felt flustered. This man was calling my activities bad even though Satan and my rocks had gotten me through so many hard times. I listened as he, gave more examples of how evil it was , rolling my eyes , laughing and how ridiculous he sounded .Tass looked at me , his eyes gentle and , concerned. I stood and headed to the bathroom. I couldn't listen to his lies and hurt he caused me. I was angry , disgusted and frustrated at this man. Who does he thinks he is , he knew nothing about this lifestyle. He stood up on that platform , throwing out his books lies and deceiving this wonderful people . Witchcraft saves lives , it gives peace and sound minds and it leads people to their inner self.
      I stayed in the women's room , in the small stall waiting until service let out. I heard quiet  whispers , and then claps. I heard people shuffling out the door , some talking about their lunch plans , others going to the rodeo downtown.  I stepped into the entry way , smiling , waving as some people walked by. The pastor waved and stuck his hand into a handshake gesture, but I turned and walked out the front door sliding glass doors.
       The car ride was silent and, cold. No laughs , no stops for food , just dead silence. As we pulled in he waved , and said " See you tomorrow,"
      What had I done ? That preacher man was wrong and lying to people who had no idea what mediating and crystals can do for your body . It makes you feel excited and younger . He never called , texted me goodnight.y phone was radio phone silent. I lay there wondering what I could've possibly done to make him so mad at me. I felt rage setting up in the deeper parts of my stomach. I felt pain stinging in my sides. My heart hurt, physically, tears streaming down my face . Why was I sad , why was I hurting. He's just a friend , he's a co worker , that's it.
      My computer lay there , screen bright white, I rolled to the edge of the soft sheeted bed. Sitting up , I stood and pulled the old antique roller chair and sat into it. I had to learn about this church , about what it means, Who's Jesus? Why is he so demanding ? Why did this preacher say horrible things about Satan?
     Hours had flew by, it felt like weeks. I was angry, mad, and hurt. I walked into this building , with people who believed a human man died onna piece of wood. A laugh left my body, and I  slammed shut my computer. I attended a place who claims crystals are fake and bad but I human main died for me ? For all the world. That's bull, no person in their right mind would do such things. Tass invited me , how dare be ! He was trying to put me in some cult! Oh how furious I was!
    I opened my computer and typed ," Who followed Jesus?"
     Photos of random men , women, children. Then as I scrolled down , a picture , one that was all to familiar. The photo of a man smiling at a king wooden table, with other men. The heading said " The Last Supper", The man was Jesus , the people around him were his " disciples, followers"
      Oh the delusional, lies of people who believe some fake fairytale ! Tass wasn't gonna like me tomorrow. He would hate my guts, and I was okay with it. This " so called religion was a lie , a fake story book. I can't believe I attended such a place.
I shut down my computer again and decided the bed was empty so I chose my mom's bedroom. I drifted to bed , envy, hate building up.