Can't Feel Love. But For You... (A Devilbuscus FanFiction)

Chapter Two

I'm sorry if I offended anyone!!  

P.s Eva's POV will be writen by aabuscus.

Eva’s POV:

“Lord, I lift your name on high.  Lord, I love to sing your praises.  I’m so glad you’re in my life, I’m so glad you came to save us.”I held my hand up high as the words of praise passed my lips.  I sang the song loud and proud.  My friend, Tara, stood beside me, but she didn’t seem to get into it as much as I did.  That kind of made me sad, because if she doesn’t love God as much as I do, what if she can’t spend the rest of eternity with me?  Whatever, we’re friends and nothing can tear us apart!

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After the sermon I went out to lunch with Tara.  We always do that on Sundays.  Sometimes we talk about the sermon, college, or anything that comes to mind.  We went to Panera and I noticed Tara was being quieter compared to her usual talkative self.  

“Tara, what’s wrong?” I asked, being a caring friend.

“I’ve just been thinking.”

“Well I hope you’ve been thinking.” I smiled.  She only gave me a weak smile.  

“I don’t know how to say this, but I trust you.”  Her soft brown eyes looked at me.  She was dead serious.  

“Tara?” I said slowly.  She was scaring me.

“What... What if Christianity is just a hoax?  What if there is no God or Satan?”  She whispered.  I was shocked.  Who is this girl?  She’s been going to church with me since we were kids!  How can she just suddenly say this?

“Tara, are you feeling okay?” I reached over to put my hand on her forehead, but she dodged it.  

“I’m fine!  It’s just... I don’t know.  God hasn’t really... ‘shown’ himself to me.” She shrugged.  “There’s no real proof.”

“What about the bible!” I said, desperate to not lose my friend.

“That was first written years ago.” Tara sighed. “It could easily be altered.”  I didn’t know what to say.  What do you say to someone you’ve thought was a Christian?  Do I stop talking to her?  What if she starts to offend me?  What if she really starts to become an atheist?  I’m scared for her.

“Eva, I’m sorry.” Tara said, “but we can still be friends!  If it makes you feel better, I’ll keep going to church with you!”  

“No, because you’d be lying!  And you know perfectly well that is a sin!” I was mad.  I don’t exactly know why.  I do know.  It’s because I’m losing my friend, and God is losing one of his daughters.  

“Eva-” Tara started.  I cut her off by standing up.

“Please just leave me alone for a while.” I said, my voice slightly shaking.  Tara didn’t object as I left.

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I was on the verge of tears by the time I arrived to the large church.  I always come in here when I’m sad.  I feel closer to God; even though I know I can talk to him whenever.  I parked my car and got out.  It felt a little colder out and clouds were forming.  I’ll bring my umbrella, just in case.  Just before I opened the door, I heard a voice.

“Hey.” It was a man.  I turned around and saw a nicely dressed man standing behind me.  He had on a black sports coat on with a red button down underneath.  He even had a little red bow-tie.  He looked very nice.  But his shoes didn’t match.  They looked like tennis shoes, but bigger...with a slight heel?  His hair was softly tousled; almost like he just got out of bed.  But then I noticed something strange.  He had horns protruding out of his forehead.  Am I seeing things?  Goodness, my day just keeps getting weirder.  Maybe he has a costume party to go to.  In the middle of the summer?  I don’t know, people have some crazy parties.

“I said hello.” He sounded slightly annoyed, but a small smirk played on his lips.

“Oh, I’m sorry.” I smiled politely.  “Hi, may I help you?”

“Possibly.” He grinned darkly.  That freaked me out.  “What’s your name?”

“Eva.” I said.  I might regret that, but I’m sure there are plenty of other blond haired Evas’.  

“Satan.”