《Law of God (Book 1)》Chapter Twenty-Six

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Jacob was screaming and yelling at me, using very aggressive words with me. I was trying to get him ready for a doctors appointment and Jacob just continued getting angry. I was telling Jacob to stop yelling and kicking and then he threw an object at me after I had gone to his closet to give him some clothing. I gasped, and turned, and Jacob kept telling me he hates me. Jacob then shouted and screamed the top of his lungs, and I walked up to him grabbing him by the arm and got frustrated and angry with him as I told him to never ever throw something at me ever again and I meant it.

"LET GO!" Jacob shouted.

I took a deep breath and sighed, and since Jacob refuses to dress himself since he's now fifteen years old, I groaned and I just had enough and I stormed out of the room as Jacob just kept throwing tantrums once again and shouting. Mrs. Hutchinson had knocked on the door and she waited for me to answer.

I opened the door, and Mrs. Hutchinson always co es to work with a smile, and she asked me if Jacob was ready for his doctor's appointment since I couldn't take him due to having to be at work by nine in the morning. Mrs. Hutchinson overheard Jacob and she could hear him scream. Jacob was throwing things and I immediately went up the flight of stairs and entering Jacobs bedroom.

Jacob was still lashing out for the past two minutes now, and Mrs. Hutchinson stood behind me as I noticed Jacob being angry and I went into my bedroom not being able to handle Jacob's autism anymore. I sat on the edge of my bed and I took a deep breath and sighed. I felt like I was about to have another panic attack. Mrs. Hutchinson must have had some kind of magic trick to calm Jacob down eventually. I swallowed and had to just step away from Jacob for a moment. Mrs. Hutchinson then went to my bedroom to check on me, she knocked and asked me if I was feeling okay.

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I sighed, wiped my mouth and stroked my hair at once. Mrs. Hutchinson explained to me that Jacob can be a handful sometimes. I sighed, shaking my head, understanding Mrs. Hutchinson, and she walked into my bedroom and sat next to me on my bed.

"Jacob's trial is coming up soon, and I don't think I am prepared for it."

"Jacob is gonna be okay no matter what happens to him."

"What makes you think that?" I asked, facing Mrs. Hutchinson. "They're looomg at Jacob as a first degree murderer, which I know he didn't kill his girlfriend." I sighed, facing the wall where my dresser was sitting, and I sighed once again, closing my eyes. Mrs. Hutchinson didn't know, and I swallowed as I opened my eyes once again and I shook my head.

"The jury could always see him as an innocent man, I know you're scared, and nervous of what might happen to Jacob."

"Really? Do you? I honestly don't know what to think anymore, because I feel like I am losing my mind in all this."

Mrs. Hutchinson sighed, and Jacob walked into my bedroom. Mrs. Hutchinson noticed he was all dressed up and ready to go and was surprised he got ready for himself. I chuckled, smiling. I sniffed and cleared my throat at the same time.

"Are you ready to go see your doctor, Jake?" I asked, standing up from my bed. Jacob shook his head yes, and I okayed Jacob with a smile on my face.

I sighed, walking my way into this Catholic Church and I noticed how these stained wall glasses looked super shiny and nice. I went to sit on one of the church benches and I sat down.

I was all alone, and until this parish priest came out of the room which I am thinking of where his office was, he saw me sitting alone and asked me if I needed any help. I took a deep breath, sighing and shaking my head no. The parish priest understood, and he had closed the Bible and started walking up to me. I just kept staring straight at the church stage. "I'm Father Bachelot, I suggest you're here for some quality time with God?" I chuckled, "Um, I'm Ryan, and yeah, I guess you could say that, I'm just not too sure." I said, chuckling once again. I sighed.

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"Do you mind if I can sit?" Father Bachelot asked.

"No," I said.

Father Bachelot sat down on the bench in front of me, and he turned facing me.

"So what is it you want me to pray for, Mr. Morgan?"

"You know my last name?"

"Well, I have heard about you on the billboard, you're an attorney, correct?"

I sighed, "Yeah."

"So, tell me why you are here today? I'm more than happy to help with whatever your thoughts are."

I sighed, shaking my head not knowing, and I explained to Father Bachelot about what's been going on with my brother and I. Father Bachelot did hear about the fact Jacob's trial was coming up, and he felt sorry for me. I then asked Father Bachelot if does God punishes people for a reason, and Father Bachelot cleared his throat, shaking his head no. I understood, and I asked Father Bachelot why it feels like God is punishing me.

But Father Bachelot explained that there might be a reason why it does feel like God was punishing me. I also not only explained about Jacob's trial, but I told Father Bachelot about the murder of my parents and how I am now responsible for fighting justice for my little brother.

"I'm so sorry for what you're going through."

I understood, shaking my head. "I just wished I had an answer to all of this," I said to Father Bachelot. Father Bachelot understood, "Just because you've been through a rough time doesn't mean God is punishing you."

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