"I can not have a daughter who believes that she can be saved through someone who is dead" my dad yelled. I stood up and lifted my head.
"He is not dead. My Lord is risen and sitting on the right hand of God!" I shouted.
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A few days later, I was walking downstairs after I had woken up. I stepped into the kitchen, but saw no one in there.
"Brycie" I had yelled hoping she would respond. After I had heard nothing I went back in the kitchen to get some food. As I was going to the refrigerator, I saw a note.
I put the note down on the counter and looked at the clock on the stove. 10:43 amis what I read. I looked down at what I was wearing and decided to go get ready into something else. And fast. I ran upstairs and into my room. I stripped down and got in the shower. I did what I had to do and got out five minutes later. I changed into something comfortable.
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Then I went downstairs. As I was tiptoeing down the stairs, I heard the sound of the TV in the living room. I quietly snuck around the house and into the kitchen. I walked in the doorway, but immediately froze. I saw Spencer looking around in the fridge which, fortunately for me, had him facing away from me. I quietly, but quickly walked away and to the living room where I saw Loony Tunes playing on the TV. 'Ilovethisshow'I thought to myself. I sat down on the couch and watched as Bugs Bunny escaped the hunter. After watching for a few minutes my stomach growled in hunger. I rolled my eyes and got up. I walked to the kitchen where I saw Spencer pouring himself a cup of milk.
"Whatchya doin?" I asked him, startling him in the process. He turned around and saw my smiling face.
"You scared me Riley. I didn't know you were up" he stated. I laughed.
"Yeah I've been up" I informed. He nodded and put the milk jug up. I got some bread and popped them into the toaster. I skipped over to the fridge and got out spray butter, then I waited for my toast. After a few minutes my toast finally decided to come up nice and toasty (punintended). I then put them on a paper plate and sprayed the butter on each slice and walked back to the living room once I put the butter up. I sat on the opposite side of the couch that Spencer was on. I felt his gaze on me so I looked over to him with my mouth full of toast.
"What?" I asked him.
"I don't bite, you know" I gave him a confused looked.
"What are you talking about" he sighed and looked between us. I did the same which caused me to think
'Whywouldhecare'
But maybe it was just me thinking that he actually had slight feelings for me, but why would he?
A few hours later we were both walking around the cold Nashville. We made our way to a park and sat on a cold, metal bench. I watched as people walked around holding hands and smiling. I heard children's laughter and couldn't help but to smile. I heard someone clearing their throat and I turned to Spencer.
"Yes?" I asked him. He looked down, playing with the bag that he had been carrying this entire time.
"Um...uh I was talking to Brycie a few days ago and she had said that um..that your father had destroyed your Bible" he paused. I looked at him.
"And..." I murmured urging him on.
"And I just wanted to give you this" he finished and dipped his hand into the bag and almost instantly pulled his hand out with a beautiful black leather Bible. My hand went over my mouth and tears instantly filled my eyes. I was speechless as I held the Bible in my hands. I looked at Spencer and smiled at him. I wrapped my arms around his neck.
"Thank you, Spencer. You have no idea how much this means to me" I stated truthfully. He hugged me tighter and then pulled out of the hug. He just smiled at me.
"We should go back to your house" he said and I nodded as I looked at the time. 6:37 is what I read.
"Yeah we should" I said still smiling. We walked back in comfortable silence. No noise besides the chatter of people and the moving cars. When we had gotten to my house, I saw Alan's car in the driveway. I looked at Spencer then headed to the door. I opened it to find Alan lying on the floor with two of his girls piled on top of him. I laughed slightly and headed to the kitchen. I found Brycie cooking spaghetti. I quickly hugged her and sped up to my room, my new Bible in my hands. I silently thanked God for letting me meet these wonderful people and put my Bible down on my bedside table.
"Riley the spaghetti is done" Brycie called. I walked back downstairs to my join my new family for dinner and made some more great memories with the people who loved me from the moment we met.
