On The Hunt

Chapter 22

"I knew it was the blood. I knew of was the blood. I knew it was the blood for me. He died upon the cross...." They sung in Union swaying slightly.

After the song a guy around NY age sat next to me. I took a good look at him be fore gasping.

"Jamie?!" I whispered.

" Hullo little, brother. I was wondering when you were gonna stop by this old church." He smiled giving me a manly his dimples on display.

He was just how I left him. British and nerdy.

"Dude we've been here since diaper says and your still here." I smiled at the thought of us as toddlers giggling and playing around to her candy from older church women.

"Yeah man. Missed you a load. So, how you think about a solo today. For old time sake, Aye mate?" He talked.

I thought about it. What could go wrong. Yes I could sing. My mom was very religious. The people here didn't like her because she didn't come with her fancy clothing b/c sh believed she was here for god only.

She had me in the choir for a while so yes. I can sing. Whatever *Blushes*

I laugh and blush.

"Yeah man when are you up?"

"Next actually."he winked and stood. I gaped at him and walked after him as he walked around to stand beside the stage.

"Wait.... Jamie!" I hissed. " What the Jesus man?! I don't even know what were singing!" I caught up to him as mike the panelist handed us a mike.

"Remember the song we made up when we were 12 with Teynana and Lucy?" He asked.

I nodded of course. Teynana sound angelic when she sung her part. We'd sing it at church all the time. Everyone should remember that song.

"Okay then. That's the song." he shrugged whispered to panelist  who smiled and nodded.

Pastor was of the stage bow and Jamie was already putting the Mic on the stand ushering me forward. The guitar shoved me on making me glare and him smile. I walked up and put my mic on its stand.

A millionaire eyes burning me to ashes. I cleared my throat and stared at the crowd.

Boys don't sing.

Boys don't go to church.

Boys don't this.

I sighed. My eyes  scanned everyone who was watching me judgeful but patient. I could hear music began to play as the strong the guitar softly.

I was the first person to sing in the song.

A rock formed in my throat as I tried to gulp it down. My hands were sweaty and my body started to shake. I was late for my cue s the music cut band Jamie walked up to me and took hold of my shoulder.

A bead of sweat fell from my head as I stared in the aisle of the church.

My mom.

She stood smiling like she always did when I sung in church. Warm bread milk hair and peaceful smile at her lips. She looked at me her eyes gleaming of pride. She held her hand out as if she will waiting for something to run in them. Soon my sister Mary  came from no where unning in her arms as my mom picked her up and swung her around.

They stopped my way smiling brightly. Mary.

Big Chestnut colored eyes and mocha colored hair. She had light freckles and my dad's nose. Tears washed over my eyes. I thought of Teynana and I wanted to just cry.