Briellas pov

"Mama?" I softly called out, trying to pin point where she was in the house. It's been 3 months since I was adopted into this amazing family. "Yes, sweet girl?" She called out from her and daddy's room. I trudged in there with my hand clutching my stomach. "Sweetheart, are you alright?" She looked up with concern in her face. I knew it would come but I didn't think it would this soon. "My stomach is cramping, and I'm bloated. What is wrong with me mama?" She looked up with realization on her face. She then stood up and walked over to me and hugged me tightly. "Sweetheart, let's go check something in the bathroom." So we did. I saw what it was and groaned. (if you're a female you know what it is I'm not going into full detail) "My baby is changing." I giggles slightly knowing what she meant. "Mama, did Aunt Mel ever find out what caused her to be so sick last week." I asked brushing my hair and putting it in a top knot side braid. And putting her hair into a ballet bun. She looked at me with a big grin on her face. "Yes, and she's gonna tell you herself. I'm actually about to go to the studio , do you wanna go with." I nodded my head and put my shoes on. We walked out the door. It was me n mom because Lil and Lucie were at school and dad was at work. I actually planned on spending the day with dad tomorrw. Ever since they adopted me I got to meet a lot of artists I looked up to. I also her more close to my new family.

12 Minutes Later

"Hi guys, I'm here and I brought Meladee some company as she rests." Mom say happily. I went over to Aunt Meladee, and sat and later my head on her shoulder. "Hi sweet girl, how you feeling. Your mom told me." I smiled knowing what she meant. "Good, I guess i should be thankful, it comes with being a femail." I said curling myself up against her warm jacket. I wasn't feeling to great but didn't wanna tell mama. "I know you don't want to but you need to tell your mama, she would wanna know." Sometimes she could read my emotions with out even looking at me. "I know... Can I tell you something. Mama already knows this, it's how she found me." I sit up and look directly at her. I'm kinda scared because no one other than mama, uncle mark, and aunt Melanie knows my story.. But I think it's about time I let my guard down for this amazing family of mine. I mean yeah I have flashbacks, PTSD and am terrified of fast movement and know that certain things trigger my ptsd but God gave me to this family of people who love and support me no matter what life throws my way.

30 Minutes Later

Marks pov

I watch as Meladee hugged a crying Brie. ... wait... a crying bri? "Meladee is she alright??" I asked as I came out of the sound booth. "Yeah, she just told me how Megan and Ryan found her, Mark I have a song idea." I heard Meladee tell me

(A/N I know ' Oh My Soul's is already written but for this story it hasn't been written yet.)

Still Marks pov

I went into my office at the church and began to wright.

Oh My Soul

Casting Crowns

LISTEN

Lyrics

Oh, my soul
Oh, how you worry
Oh, how you're weary, from fearing you lost control
This was the one thing, you didn't see coming
And no one would blame you, though
If you cried in private
If you tried to hide it away, so no one knows
No one will see, if you stop believing

Oh, my soul
You are not alone
There's a place where fear has to face the God you know
One more day, He will make a way
Let Him show you how, you can lay this down
'Cause you're not alone

Here and now
You can be honest
I won't try to promise that someday it all works out
'Cause this is the valley
And even now, He is breathing on your dry bones
And there will be dancing
There will be beauty where beauty was ash and stone
This much I know

Oh, my soul
You are not alone
There's a place where fear has to face the God you know
One more day, He will make a way
Let Him show you how, you can lay this down

I'm not strong enough, I can't take anymore
(You can lay it down, you can lay it down)
And my shipwrecked faith will never get me to shore
(You can lay it down, you can lay it down)
Can He find me here
Can He keep me from going under

Oh, my soul
You're not alone
There's a place where fear has to face the God you know
One more day, He will make a way
Let Him show you how, you can lay this down
'Cause you're not alone
Oh, my soul, you're not alone

I placed my pen on the table. Very happy with the song I'd written for Megan and Ryan's daughter.  "Uncle Mark?" I heard Briella ask. I smiled signaling for her to enter. She stepped in and softly shut the door behind her. "Can I ask you something?" I smiled. Oh, Course sweetheart. Are you alright? You look a little pale." I said a little concerned. She sat down in front of the key bored I kept in here. "Something tells me that mama told you about my singing?" I smiled and sat down beside her but facing her. "Your mama, told me a lot about you sweet girl. She also told me that it was up to you. She in a way hopes you'd say yes to want I'm about to ask you... Briella, I know how you feel about singing, your mama and I wanna help you. You can start out by creating a EP cover." The look on her face told me all I needed to hear. "Uncle Mark, my answer is yes!! Absolutly." She hugged me. I hugged her back.

Within 30 Minutes we had mastered 'Oh My Soul's we both talked about what she wanted to do with the song. I'd gotten Megan and Meladee in here to record vocals (Bri and Megan sound amazing together let me just say) Bri had asked Melade to play Violin and for me to play on piano. We had it recorded within the next hour and a half.

Megan's pov

I watched as my child sat here listening to us sing a song Mark had written for hrt. I already knew he was going to give it to her. But this was special because it's her sweet 14th birthday. I smiled as we got the song on a disc and Mark had it wrapped and he told me, they when we had her party to make sure she got the manilla envelope to her. It had her contract to our label.

A/N I know they don't have a real label. But I wanna have fun with this story. The recording label is named. 'His Grace Records'

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