I Talked To God About You Novels & Stories

’ I say as I keep eye contact with my father who has been staring at me with wide eyes all these while. It is like he can’t believe I am the little girl he left behind on earth years ago. ‘You had so much believe in him. Now what?’ Abbadon asks as he draws me sideways into his warm embrace. ‘I do not really know what to do and what to believe anymore.’ I say exhaustingly. ‘You can talk to him if you want.’ Lucifer tells me and I mouth a thank you his way. ‘Can I talk to him privately?’ I ask Abbadon.

She said, “why are you listening to my private conversations with God?" I said I came out here to run and I didn't know it was you at first. I was going to ask if you were ok until I heard your voice. I was going to walk away but hearing you broke my heart and I couldn't move. What has happened to you in your life that you have to beg and plead with God to give you something good? Talk to me Crystal, please open up and tell me why you are so depressed. She sighed and said,

“Wh-where am I, d-dear God?” ‘Why are you here?’ I almost mentally slapped my mind. ‘Am I hearing it right? This unknown persona whom I am currently talking to isn’t even responding to my words?’ ‘Why did you return?’ I looked up, trying to control my eyes from glaring at whoever was talking to me. Because clearly, if this is a God, he wouldn’t even need to ask my purpose of being here, because he is a God, who is supposed to know all. “I don’t know as well.”

She exited, pulling it shut behind her. I got up and went to the door. I tried the handle. It was locked. “Great. That’s just great. Did you know about this?” God shook his head. “It is not the sort of thing I like to get involved with. Messy.” I let go of the door handle. “I have some questions I’d like to ask you.” “Certainly,” said God. “But why don’t we go see your friends first? I’ll be happy to answer your questions, if I can, on the way.”

“They are going to hurt our people.” “When was the last time a god spoke to you?” Kahn asks. “I mean really talked. Like they used to?” It has been a while. I speak to the Goddess all the time, but she never answers. “We’re cut off from the gods,” I say. My legs almost give out from under me. A heavy, dark blanket of despair settles over me. I didn’t think I’d ever miss the gods’ presence, but now that I’ve been cut off from them, it’s unbearable and terrifying. No matter what happened, I always knew we at least had the gods on our side.

Now that the goddess was gone, I could see that he was standing right beside the door and in the same place that I remembered him before she’d shown up. “You won’t believe it,” I gushed as I arrived at his side. “I just had a conversation with the goddess. In person. She even asked me to call her by name.” “Was it helpful?” he asked. “Very… I think.” Theo chuckled. “I’m not entirely sure what that means.”

I feel myself falling into the abyss. “You know me?” “I know everyone.” He said again as a matter of factly. There was not any double answer or hidden meaning behind those third words. “First of all, thank you so much sire.” I bowed down again. “If it was not for your book, I would have never come this far.” I said sincerely. I mean every word. If it was not for the book, I could never contact the moon goddess. “Please help me sire. I want your help. I know the all-knowing God like you already know why I am here.” I said trying to flatter him. I don’t know how to talk to God.

Shouldn't I be here? '''what do you wanna talk???? I have already told you and please leave me alone now. I am too tired and I am not gonna give you any explanation. So please leave me alone.''' ''''No, that's not happening. I am not going without hearing your answer. Tell me what did I do???? Did I do something wrong???? Why are you punishing me and yourself too???? You know that I love you and you know that know and I can feel that you love me too.''''

I cupped his face, thumbs brushing the roughness of his stubble. “You’re not my surveillance system,” I said. “You don’t have to monitor my every twitch for signs of divinity. I don’t want that. I want you. The man who taught me how to code my way out of a Soviet firewall and brought me tea when my eyes crossed. The one who told me, once, that he loved me enough to stop me if I ever turned into Alexander.” “That offer still stands,” he said hoarsely. “Good,” I said. “Because if I ever start talking like Godmode—not just to it—you have my full permission to walk. Or to stage an intervention. Preferably the second option before you resort to the first.”

"You talk with God?" "Again. Catch up, Aurora. I am an angel. All angels talk with God, but me, I am kinda special. He rants all the time in my head. But since I come to Earth it is been strangely quiet and I miss His constant interruption and rants." Azak gave her a shrug. "I miss The Voice." Rory wanted to bang her head against the walls. Even now, she couldn't understand this madness. She wanted to run as far as possible, away from this town, but she couldn't. She was stuck here.