But Melenie wasn't satisfied. She had never been that strong before
and certainly didn't have a habit of accidentally setting things on fire.
What was going on? Was this some sick joke to driver her round the bend? Or
was it truly what her mother was trying to tell her? She wanted answers and
she wanted them now.
That night in bed she decided to ask for those answers. Melenie's mother had always encouraged her to pray when she was having a bad day or just when she felt like talking but she hadn't prayed since she entered high school, two years ago. She just felt she was old enough to handle things herself, but this wasn't one of those times. Her mother was eager to ask for assistance from her. What could she do anyway?
So she prayed that if what her mother was saying was real and did happen and she really was the child of the Voice of God, then somehow she'd know. You could call it a sign, but Mel was too afraid to ask for one in case next time she set the school building on fire, though it wouldn't be missed. All she wanted was reassurance and she could only hope that there was some explanation to what was happening, however abstract it may be.
As she laid down to sleep, she imagined what the Voice of God would be like. Mel had to admit that it was a pretty cool thought no matter how crazy it had to be.
Her dream that night was again very vivid and very real. It was the parts of her previous dream that, somehow, she had not seen. These were the parts with The Metatron: in Bethany's room one night, walking ON the water of a lake, in a restaurant, and, what was the most important part to Melenie, him saying goodbye to Bethany. If it weren't for God, her mother would not be alive now and were it not for the Metatron's parting gift that day, neither would she. And on that sweet note, Melenie awoke to a glorious bright Sunday morning.
She hurriedly put on her dressing gown and left her room. Every Sunday Bethany went to Church and Mel just had to speak with her before she left. Finding her sitting at the kitchen table with a cup of coffee she pulled out a chair opposite.
"Morning Mum."
"You're up early today," Bethany commented. "Feel like coming to Church?"
"No. Not today. Another time perhaps," She replied. "I wanted to ask you something."
"Mmm?" Bethany sounded while taking a sip from her mug.
"Tell me about the day you go, uh, pregnant?" Melenie unwillingly spat out the word. She had to ask as it was the only way of knowing if what she dreamed was as it seemed.
So Bethany described how The Metatron said she did well with her mission and she thought she was the last Scion until he corrected her and placed a hand on her stomach. It was a pretty sappy story but as Bethany neared the end of her story and her eyes filled with tears, Melenie had to admit it was true. Her dream was a mirror image of that story.
Bethany finished talking and stood up, placing her mug in the sink. "Well, I'm off now. You sure you don't want to come?"
Melenie shook her head and stared at the table. Her mum walked past and kissed her on the head. "Love you."
"Love ya too Mum." Mel replied absent-mindedly.
Bethany left and Melenie stayed for an hour at the table, completely ignoring her morning hunger. She spent the time trying to accept her heritage but finding it so difficult.
After she couldn't stand her stomach growling any longer, she made some breakfast and then spend the rest of her time in her bedroom.
Bethany came home just before lunch but Melenie did not greet her. In fact, Melenie stayed silent and unfocused the whole day, the next day, and the rest of the week.
After a week and a half of no communication with her daughter, much to her dismay, Bethany again called upon her personal guardian angel. She was so worried about Mel and the affect of all this new information on her that she was constantly going around with a headache from her worry.
One night she prayed that Melenie would come through alright. She missed her little girl so much (despite the fact that she was far from little being 5'9 in height). She was almost close to tears as she prayed for Melenie. But she got more than she expected that night.
She didn't just get help from the Metatron, she got the Metatron.
~~~Yeay, a cliffhanger! You guys curious? He he. Don't worry, I'm typing the rest up as I'm uploading this chapter so it'll all be with you soon. Thanks for R&Ring. Keep it up! *May the angel be with you!*~~~
That night in bed she decided to ask for those answers. Melenie's mother had always encouraged her to pray when she was having a bad day or just when she felt like talking but she hadn't prayed since she entered high school, two years ago. She just felt she was old enough to handle things herself, but this wasn't one of those times. Her mother was eager to ask for assistance from her. What could she do anyway?
So she prayed that if what her mother was saying was real and did happen and she really was the child of the Voice of God, then somehow she'd know. You could call it a sign, but Mel was too afraid to ask for one in case next time she set the school building on fire, though it wouldn't be missed. All she wanted was reassurance and she could only hope that there was some explanation to what was happening, however abstract it may be.
As she laid down to sleep, she imagined what the Voice of God would be like. Mel had to admit that it was a pretty cool thought no matter how crazy it had to be.
Her dream that night was again very vivid and very real. It was the parts of her previous dream that, somehow, she had not seen. These were the parts with The Metatron: in Bethany's room one night, walking ON the water of a lake, in a restaurant, and, what was the most important part to Melenie, him saying goodbye to Bethany. If it weren't for God, her mother would not be alive now and were it not for the Metatron's parting gift that day, neither would she. And on that sweet note, Melenie awoke to a glorious bright Sunday morning.
She hurriedly put on her dressing gown and left her room. Every Sunday Bethany went to Church and Mel just had to speak with her before she left. Finding her sitting at the kitchen table with a cup of coffee she pulled out a chair opposite.
"Morning Mum."
"You're up early today," Bethany commented. "Feel like coming to Church?"
"No. Not today. Another time perhaps," She replied. "I wanted to ask you something."
"Mmm?" Bethany sounded while taking a sip from her mug.
"Tell me about the day you go, uh, pregnant?" Melenie unwillingly spat out the word. She had to ask as it was the only way of knowing if what she dreamed was as it seemed.
So Bethany described how The Metatron said she did well with her mission and she thought she was the last Scion until he corrected her and placed a hand on her stomach. It was a pretty sappy story but as Bethany neared the end of her story and her eyes filled with tears, Melenie had to admit it was true. Her dream was a mirror image of that story.
Bethany finished talking and stood up, placing her mug in the sink. "Well, I'm off now. You sure you don't want to come?"
Melenie shook her head and stared at the table. Her mum walked past and kissed her on the head. "Love you."
"Love ya too Mum." Mel replied absent-mindedly.
Bethany left and Melenie stayed for an hour at the table, completely ignoring her morning hunger. She spent the time trying to accept her heritage but finding it so difficult.
After she couldn't stand her stomach growling any longer, she made some breakfast and then spend the rest of her time in her bedroom.
Bethany came home just before lunch but Melenie did not greet her. In fact, Melenie stayed silent and unfocused the whole day, the next day, and the rest of the week.
After a week and a half of no communication with her daughter, much to her dismay, Bethany again called upon her personal guardian angel. She was so worried about Mel and the affect of all this new information on her that she was constantly going around with a headache from her worry.
One night she prayed that Melenie would come through alright. She missed her little girl so much (despite the fact that she was far from little being 5'9 in height). She was almost close to tears as she prayed for Melenie. But she got more than she expected that night.
She didn't just get help from the Metatron, she got the Metatron.
~~~Yeay, a cliffhanger! You guys curious? He he. Don't worry, I'm typing the rest up as I'm uploading this chapter so it'll all be with you soon. Thanks for R&Ring. Keep it up! *May the angel be with you!*~~~
