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He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds. - Psalm 147:3
Vonciere 2:30pm
Once again my phone rung with another call from Chris, once again I declined. What did he not get about I don't ever want to talk to him again?
I thought I made it very clear the first time.
It hurt to know how much he didn't respect me and my wishes to not let anybody know about me and Gen. It was my business that I knew I shouldn't have brought him into, now I'm locked in the house 24/7.
A small knock was placed upon my bedroom door interrupting me from my personal bible studies. The door opened to my mother "Baby girl you hungry?" She asked. I shook my head. She nodded and I turned back around to my bible and my writing. I heard her footsteps walk over sitting on the bed.
"Vonci I know you're upset, but you gotta let it go--"
"Let it go? part of my happiness is gone, and you're solution is to let it go.. I can't believe you would believe Chris over your own daughter" I said with a small chuckle in between "Well you know what ,I've never seen Christopher act out like that before in the many years we've known him. got him yelling and screaming and Genesis getting hostile back that's how I know somethings up.. Vonciere I can't believe you would let some man put his hands on you--"
"I didn't!!"
"Then what the hell happened?!!" My mom shouted. I gulped , to keep myself from crying. "You can tell me anything, you know if there's ever a problem you come to me or your Father!"
My lip trembled, I didn't want to tell on Genesis. He was already mad at me for telling Chris, I don't want things to be even worse for me when I get off punishment, telling my mom would for sure make things a million times worse. I refused to look over to her because I know she was mad , but I couldn't tell her.
"You wanna keep playing this Facade its fine, I know one thing ,That boy won't set foot in this house"
When the door slammed I immediately broke down in tears clenching my bible in my arms. I said a little prayer to myself ."Lord heal my spirit, deliver me from this evil please oh god, Give me the strength to change things"
YOU ARE READING
Kept from God
General FictionChristopher Brown was a born into a Christian household , taught and followed the bible since could talk. You wouldn't be the son of the church anywhere but in service on Sunday beside Pastor, His father. It was one night, that turned into somethi...