Larksong Grotto Burn the witch

The more and more Charley thought, the more and more he found blame towards the deity. He'd done this on PURPOSE? From before the time he could even care for himself, all through his life? Surely if He brought the pain to those under Him, He didn't want them to be happy. A life with Him only meant pain, so the brute thought. 
        "It seems that He's been hurting me a long damn time, and I won't let something that's caused a life of hardships into my heart! I need His ABSENCE more than I need Him!"
This time, the ragged male took a step back; a few, actually, away from the simple idea that had eminated from his friend. How could the male have let something so hateful into his being? 
It must've been that she-witch, that seer. She was leading Reek into this. A look of fear had taken up in his dark blue eyes, and Charley shook his head.
"Reek, how? Why could you follow someone so.... Hateful? Someone who HURTS those he claims to love?"