Author's Note: I had a case of writers block while writing this story and ended up started a story that gives more of Tyler's perspective of what's happening and what has happened. I've posted the firstcouple chapters to "Back From The Dead." So check it out and let me know if it's something I should continue with.
The little church in the middle of nowhere
Kellie had been on her motorcycle for several hours. It was raining and she was soaked. She opened the doors to the church. She stood next to one of the stained glass windows and watched the rain drops slide down to the bottom.
"Can I help you?" Father Coates asked, causing Kellie to jump.
Kellie shook her head, "No, I just don't want to be found. I don't think anyone will look for me in a church."
"You have very little regard for God then, Miss Corinthos," Father Coates said.
"Something like that," Kellie said.
"Out of curiosity, when did you lose your faith in god?" Father Coates asked.
"When I was 7-8 years old," Kellie said, "Around the same time I realized I didn't really have a father; not one that was coming to save me."
"Such a young age," Father Coates said.
"I'd been through 6 fosters homes in two years," Kellie said, "Most of them not child friendly."
"Life's left you very jaded then," Father Coates said.
"If anyone's experienced even half the things I've experienced, I'd think they'd question the existence of a god," Kellie said, "Why would a god allow so much evil to exist?"
"God cannot force people to do his will," Father Coates, "They must choose for themselves. He only created the possibility for evil."
"And how many innocent people are supposed to get hurt," Kellie said, "How much sense does it make to lie to someone to protect them, only to have to shatter them years later by telling them you lied to protect them again?"
"Sometimes pain is the only way for God to get your attention," Father Coates said.
"Then why aren't I desensitized to it by now?" Kellie asked.
"You're only human," Father Coates said, "But if you would just open up to the possibility that maybe there is a god, it might make carrying your burdens a little easier."
"Well when God has to tell the one person he loves more than anything in the world the truth and watch that truth break something inside them that can never be fixed, then we can talk," Kellie said.
"Kellie," Jason said, coming into the sanctuary.
"Didn't you say no one would find you here?" Father Coates asked.
Kellie rolled her eyes.
"Not many people would think to look for her here," Jason said, "Thanks for looking after her."
"It was no problem," Father Coates said, "Hopefully, you can help this child find her way." He left.
"How'd you find me?" Kellie asked.
"You're predictable enough I knew you'd go riding," Jason said, "As for the church, it was where I found you in Spain."
"Do you ever not know how to get into my head?" Kellie asked.
"Someone has to be able to," Jason said.
"It gets annoying," Kellie said.
"Have you figured out where you're going to stay?" Jason asked.
Kellie shook her head, "I just had to put as much distance between Tyler and I as possible."
"You can't exactly move out of the penthouse," Jason said, "People will ask questions."
"Why, Jason?" Kellie said, just completely losing it and crying, "Why did our lives have to intersect after so many years? Why did I have to shatter him like that?"
"I don't know," Jason said. He hugged Kellie as she cried.
Finally, he said, "You're not in any condition to drive. We'll get your bike later. You can stay with Sam and I for now." They left the church.
