Chapter 2: The Verse

DELTA

"Our memory verse is Galatians 1:10. Who would like to go first?" Friday asked. The room was silent. I don't want to start because I don't even believe. . .And I sort of didn't do the memory verse. Delta glanced at the verse below. Fuck. She thought. I should've read it. She looked at this time and began to read and memorize it in her head.

"Who's fault is that?" She looked scared and frightened. The voice didn't come from one of her friends. It came from the inside. In her heart. My mind is a battlefield. Her body and soul was present but her mind was elsewhere or maybe her soul was also elsewhere.

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She stood on dark steps of stone. On the sides of the steps, void. Delta wanted to scream but she knew this was on the inside. She looked down the steps. Seeing a door. That door held her heart. It opened. Maybe on it's own? Revealing a podium made out of the same stone. Laying on it was her heart. But not red and alive. Dead and cold.

A noise. A loud screeching noise like some bird. "FUCK!" She did her best to cover her ears. She looked up, more void but then. . .A light? The lifeless black sky opened up and letters flew down white letters. White numbers also. The letters and numbers were made up of some mystical energy or smoke? The letters and numbers formed in front of her. She stood up reading what it said. Galatians 1:10. The letters and numbers popped. She jumped at this. They slowly faded.

She looked at her heart. Lying on the podium. There was now a sliver of light. A crack of it. Coming from her heart. "What the fuck?"

"You've poisoned us with it again?" Again that voice. . .But I know where it came from this time.

She looked up the steps. Looking down at her was her. But with red eyes and in all black clothes. Black shirt. Black skirt. Black everything. The girl had black hair compared to Delta's brown. "My demons. . .My darkness. . .my sin."

"Ah, hello Good-side!" The girl squealed. She carefully but quickly navigated the steps. Meeting her. Embracing her in a hug. Delta returned the embrace. The girl she hugged was her. But she liked to deny it was her. My sin. I make the choices but I like to say it wasn't me. It was confusing. This girl in black who was before her was Delta but with a different clothing look and different name. Cin. Cin broke the hug.

"You should let me take the wheel when it comes to Sunday nights. If you allowed me to, I would gladly leave all of this shit behind."

"They're not shit! They're my family, Cin. They are -" Cin pressed her right index finger to Delta's lips to stop her from talking.

"Family makes you weak. It makes us weak. Especially a Christian family."

"You sound like an absolute villain!" Cin smiled at this. Replying. "I am your darkness. I am you."

"Of course, how could I forget?" Delta didn't mean for it to be a question. Cin's smile seemed to grow at this. Cin scratched the back of her head. As if she was thinking hard. "I don't know, maybe because you're dumb sometimes?"

"You're insufferable. You think cutting people off is great and good?"

"No, I think we shouldn't do that. That was your doing." Cin paused letting her words sink in. Giving Delta time to think about them. "And you think you will bring this family greatness by being alive or in charge of our Sunday days?" Cin asked. She shook her head no. "You're a disgrace to the Adams family line! We were born as an atheist!"

"No, we were-" Delta began but was quickly cut off by Cin.

"What? We were born a Christian?" Cin asked. "No one is born a Christian. They're INDOCTRINATED!" She shouted. "You know that is the truth. You're a blind slut, Delta Gold Adams."

"Blind and a slut?!" Delta stated she couldn't believe what she was hearing. Part of that may be true but not the full truth. "I was sad and alone for three years. We were sad and alone! On a tablet in the living room. Watching porn and sad multifandoms. So yeah. . .I came out. . .NO! WE CAME OUT MAD! We're messed up. We're a monster."

"Because you followed your CHRISTIANITY! Trying to be a PERFECT CHILD! Well, you failed spectacularly at that. . .Look, I didn't come here to fight. Just let me have full control. Of us. Of this body. Things will get better." Cin explained.

"You know I won't allow that to happen. Becau-" Delta began.

"Yeah, because no one controls an Adams. I know because I am you." Cin finished.

"Look I just want to be normal!" No, no, no, don't you dare cry now Delta G. Adams! Don't you dare fucking cry. But she did. Just thinking about it made her cry. She sat down on the steps sobbing.

"Crying makes you weak. It makes us weak. Look at you. . .Delta G. Adams: The Weakest of the Adams." Cin states.

"That's not true." Delta said through her tears.

"But look at you. Crying like some welp. You always were pathetic. I. Cin. Do not cry."

"We've had a messed up life. Breaking away from Christianity has been good but also bad. We're back or almost back to where we started. Dealing with porn we-"

Cin again pushed her index finger against Delta's lips. "You're dealing with sin and porn. Because you. . .Still believe all of that shit still. You're still holding on. I don't deal with it. That's why you should let me be in charge. Fully in control. Look on the bright side you won't carry such a heavy burden on yourself."

Delta looked into Cin's red eyes. She only had two words for her. Because she saw through her evil's facade. "Fuck you."

Cin simply shrugged. "My offer still stands. You will need my help. You will want me to take full control."

"I think it's time for you to leave and go back up those steps." Delta retorted.

Cin raised her hands. Backing away. Up the steps. "Fine, I will." She turned and began her ascent. Disappearing into the blackness above. I wonder what's up there? Where do those steps lead? Part of me feels like I should know or remember but I don't. . .

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"So I will start us off then?" Friday asked. Everyone else nodded in agreement.