Broken by Ronnea Stiles - HTML preview

CHAPTER TWENTY SIX

~James~

The dinner table was extremely quiet I could even hear my thoughts over everyone's forks hitting their plates trying to pick food up. Everyone was silent my father, mother, and sister all ate their dinner quietly. I just couldn't take the silence anymore so I started a conversation.

"Mom and dad I need to talk ".

My mother looked up from her food.

"Yes hun anything".

I aimlessly looked around the room as my family stared and waited for me.

"I have to help Queen".

"The sneaky little girl."

My sister tried to mumble.

"Shut the hell up Caroline!"

She got quiet as my father stood up.

"Son now listen..."

 I cut him off.

"No father you need to listen to me you all do! I won't keep sitting here and hurting myself. God has spoken to me and he wants me to help Queen...do you guys have any idea what this girl has been through?! Her father rapes her and now she's pregnant by him and she feels like the only way she can get money is by selling her body!"

"Oh my!"

My mothers face was dumb founded. My dad quietly sat back down not saying a word.

"I don't know about you guys but God brought her into my life for a reason, he wants me to help her and I am going to! But I can't do that without you guys help please mom, dad I beg you...support me and let me help her".

My mothers face still looked shocked.

"What about Sylvia, I thought you guys were together...but listen son...Son I already told you what needed to be done...that girl is trouble...her life and situation is something we cannot help. God can and will lead her on the right path himself".

I was shocked at the words that came out of his mouth. I couldn't believe my father could say such a thing.

"Dad c'mon please I love this girl I can't bare to see her like this...she has a baby on the way".

"Son please stop, you're only going to hurt yourself and make your life miserable trying to fix something you can't... A girl like her doesn't want help. Your mother and I tried before it's just not possible."

"Mom?"

My mom just stared.

"Hunny you've got college and your life ahead of you...yes I know it is very misfortunate for that girl and the way her life's been but we can't and aren't the right people that God wants to help her...I'm sorry".

I stood up.

"Yea I figured you all would say that...I'm really starting to question all of your faith in God! All of you are going to go to hell!"

I rushed and stormed out of the house.