Kaysly’s POV
The next day I wake up to the old clothes I had on yesterday with a large quilt keeping me warm that wasn’t there before. My mother must have come up to check up on me after I barged into my room yesterday.
I shouldn’t have said all that I have said to Caden the other day. I realize now how wrong I was. I should have given him another chance. Maybe if I just told him what I was going through, then maybe I wouldn’t have to approach the situation the way I did. If I could just reconnect with God again before discussing the topic again then, maybe things won’t be so bad.
I hear footsteps down the hallway and my instincts are telling me someone’s about to enter my room. My bedroom door opens half way and I see my mother’s head sticking in, she smiles when she sees that I am awake. I run my hands through my hair and let a deep breath out. I know what this is going to be about.
“Morning.” She says in a loud whisper. She sides in between the door as if she can’t open it any wider. I don’t force a smile upon my face; I think I’ve lied to her enough. I sit up and scoot to the other side as she comes and sits beside me. She’s holding a tray with both hands and places it between us. She has hot chocolate with sugar cubes and mini marshmallows, what is winter without hot chocolate?
She hands me a mug and I don’t drink it yet, instead I nibble on a sugar cube. I watch as she adds 4 sugar cubes each one making a little splash when she adds them in. She doesn’t say anything as she stirs her hot chocolate, it feels like she’s been stirring for hours and I just blurt it out.
“I’m sorry, for not telling you what was going on I just didn’t know how.” I say.
“I don’t believe it, after all that we have been through you never have hesitated to tell me anything. You told me when you and Matthew were dating, and didn’t bothering tell me you two broke up. You told me you and Caden were friends, but didn’t bother telling me the part about you inviting him to church or that e had a crush on you—“
“Those times are different—“ I pleaded, she held up her finger at me before I could continue.
“I’m not finish.” She says looking at me in the corner of her eye. I shut my mouth and she puts her finger down.
“You never were like this, you told me and your father everything, now you only bother to tell us the little things, and don’t bother to fill in the blank. You need to communicate with me even if you aren’t around, you should know this.” I could see that I’ve really disappointed her.
“I’m sorry! I expected things to get better when I came back and I already felt bad about not telling you two about anything, and I thought since I’m coming home that I could just tell you. I wasn’t expecting Caden to ruin everything for me, I’m sorry.” I felt a lump rising in my throat after saying that.
She turned towards me and her faces soften, and then she scooted closer to me and she gave me a hug.
Caden’s POV
The last thing I remember Kaysly’s father saying to me before I was on my way out was,“Give things sometime, I know everything will work out.”
I felt truly I’ve done her wrong. I should have tried talking to her. All I can think of are the words she said to me the other night:
“No, I and Matthew are over, and no I will not date you Caden! Can I just come home to peace? Must I face drama everywhere I go? I want you out! I don’t want to see your face, you think you could just come here and advertise that you are now a Christian and think that I will date you? If you really did care why haven’t you spoken to me over the past few months--?”
Maybe my approach was wrong, if only I can get a few minutes alone with her to make things right … I found myself reading scriptures again; anything to give me hope. After reading scriptures, there was one verse I could not get out of my head,
And now, abide in these three: faith, hope, love; but the greatest of these is love.
1 Corinthians 13:13
If time is what she needs than time is what she will get.
I had to prepare my testimony before I got baptized and be ginned jotting a few things down that started me up on my walk of faith.
After breakfast, I began to get dressed for today's church service. I’m nervous about this day; I mean I’m just going to see what’s the fuss all about. I finally gave in after I was tired of all the begging. It has been three months since Kaysly has been bugging me about Sunday's church service; even though I’ve never been to church she convinced me enough that I gave it a shot. I was the school player, and I took advantage of many girls. I remember yelling at her in hallways, because I thought she was insane, today I realized how much she has helped me. I embarrassed in front of the whole school, and I am part of the reason why she got the nickname 'Jesus Freak.' I didn’t get what was so great about church and I didn’t even believe there was a God.
For three months, she has tried finding ways of expressing that God is real to me. Although most of the conversations we had I wasn’t paying attention, I soon realized that out of all the kids at school she has chosen me. I thought it was a creepy and coward way of saying she wanted to go out with me or something. I figured out that all she ever wanted was to draw me closer to Christ. I fell in love with her through Christ, and through Christ I was saved.
