03-11-2012, 05:20 AM
A few weeks went by and Criss was going over a few things in his office. He looked at his computer where it said: COURT DECLARES MISTRIAL IN CASE AGAINST KURT BLANCO. Criss turned off the computer and left his office. Criss felt sick to his stomach that the guy who almost killed him had played the courts enough that they declared a mistrial. Criss grabbed his keys to his car and drove until he ended up at Holy Trinity a church that his mother would come to when she was in town. Criss got out and walked in. The place reminded him of an old church in Mexico he saw. Glass stained windows with the names and pictures of the saints pews to the left and right to him. Criss looked up at the altar and stood there. "WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME,?" Criss called out. "ARE YOU PUNISHING ME FOR WHAT I DONE TO MY FAMILY. WHY ARE YOU PUTTING ME THROUGH THIS I WANT TO KNOW".
Nothing could be heard expect Criss's echo. Criss fell to his knees and started to cry. "I just want this nightmare to be over" he stated through his tears With out warning the sky became dark making the church dark as well. Criss got up as he heard rain and thunder, then the lightning flashing through the stain glass windows. Criss saw a silhouette. The person came out and saw it was Father Mykolos. "Christopher I thought that was your car out there" shaking the rain from his coat. "Father Mykolos I thought you retired"Criss remarked wiping the tears away. "I did but I couldn't stay away what are you doing here?" as he lite some candles. "I'm just upset about what's going on with my life" he replied sitting down. "Your mother told me about your accident and what you went through both physical and mentally" sitting next to Criss.
"Well the guy was granted a mistrial now I have to relive my nightmare all over again. I just want to know why this is happening to me I feel like god wasn't there for me". "Christopher he has been there in the forms of your family, the people who saved you that day, the doctors who kept you alive, and therapist who helped you to walk and deal with the mental scars it left"Father Mykolos stated. "It just feels like when I get close to the finish line I get pulled back"Criss said. "Christopher it will get better you just have to believe that you can get to that finish line". "Thanks father" and Criss gave him a hug. Light started to fill the church. "I hate those thunder storms that come out of nowhere" Father Mykolos replied. Criss said nothing as he got up. "I should get back before my mother starts to worry about me" and Criss started to leave. "Christopher!". Criss turned around and looked at the father. "I hope you find the time to come back to us".
Criss smiled as he went back home. When Criss got home he saw his mother sitting on the couch wiping away tears. "Mom what's the matter why the tears?". "I just got a call from your Aunt Stella they found Father Mykolos dead they're saying he had a heart attack in his sleep" she replied. Criss gave his mother a hug while in the back of his mind he thought of what happened at Holy Trinity.