Book of Secrets

Chapter 7

Okkkk.... so im gonna start switching POVs now. :) Emma is a boring character. :p i really should just delete this book since im not enjoying writing it. :/ but i like that people are actually reading it sooooo..... it stays for now.  but seriously read my other book since it is so much better than this one! i actually spent time writing, editing, and developing it! this one is my whenever i feel like it book! :) ok.... read on!

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Kylie's POV

I don't think I have ever seen my best friend so excited about something before. Her hazel-green eyes lit up and danced as her fingers traced the faint outlines of the drawings. Even though she knew that this mystery would lead us back into church, her excitement only faded for a moment. Then she was back to being wistful and oblivious to the outside world.

We had just left Subway, and were walking to the metro station. Emma was doing some sort of skip/hop/dance/walk/casual stroll. She sort of looked like a rabbit doing the chicken dance. It took all of my self-control to not whip out my phone and video this for my future amusement.

Somehow I don't think God would approve of me making fun of her. 

Awhile ago I hit a really rough spot in my life. I met a guy at school and at first he was so sweet to me. He would slip poems through the slots in my locker, he would meet up with me everyday and tell me that he loved me, and he would present me with bouquets of flowers. Lilies- my favorites. 

His name was James. I knew I loved him, and best of all he loved me back. It seemed like a innocent cliched love story. 

James asked if we could officially be boyfriend and girlfriend. I was so excited and said yes. I know, I know. This was only last year. I was only fifteen! I didn't need to be looking for love before I could vote, have a real job, or even drive!

So anyways, on our first date, he invited me over to his apartment to watch a movie. I had my mom drop me off and I waved her goodbye. I knocked on his front door and he led me in. 

I had just sat down on the couch when a hand slapped me across the face. Hard. I had screamed, and in response, James punched me in the nose. 

I held my nose, trying to soak up all the blood. All of a sudden, James became James the supportive boyfriend. 

He apologized profusely and tried to help me clean up my face, which had at that point been covered in blood.

After that day, whenever I would hang out with him, he would be abusive, then help me. I was so torn and hurt in so many ways. I continued to keep it hidden inside of me. I would cover up the bruises and scratches with makeup, and the ones that I couldn't, I would make up believable excuses for. 

My family had always gone to church. It had been unnegotiable. So every Sunday, me, my dad, and my mom would drive to the 9:30 service, sit in the same pew, and would go get an early lunch nearby.

The words of our pastor always lulled me to sleep. I don't know what was more boring- the sermon, or his monotone voice.

One Sunday, the pastor was talking about hurt. And how Jesus could take all of it away. Maybe not right now, but when our lives were over, those who had repented would have eternal, joyful life with  Him.  All the pain that had been bottled up started to overflow. I started silently sobbing and asked Jesus to take away my hurt and pain. A moment later I felt a sense of peace in me. 

He has been making little changes in my life ever since. James broke up with me because he wanted to see another girl who was new to our school. I made some new amazing friends at youth group. I learned how to bake. I entered a bake-off for teens and won second-place. I started saving up for a trip to Europe that I would reward myself with later. I read through all of the New Testament, and I decided to go help out at our homeless shelter. I also help out in the nursery at church some Sundays. 

And now, I found a way to bring my best friend to Christ. 

Oh, God, please help me. 

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OOOOOHHH! I FINALLY FINISHED!!! YAYAYAYAYAYAY FOR MEEEEEE! :D *does a snoopy dance*. Y'all should follow me on instagram. It would INSTAntly make me happy! Lame word play. sorry im tired. school registration tomorrow. sooooo stressed. ok then. To give me time to stall, i will post again as soon as I get 5 votes and 5 comments on this chapter. I want to see if people like this book enough to do so. Ok, guys. Follow me on instagram @fantastically. Oh wait i already said that. Im so bad at promoting myself. :p Love, hugs, and forever alone meme. Adios my peeps! <(")