Forgive me father, for I have sinned

~~ It had been days since I had a shower and I felt like a tramp. I groaned and got up to go to the bathroom. I shrugged off my jacket and pulled my shirt off, revealing my homemade tattoos. I completely undressed and stood in the shower, turning the hot water on.The water droplets hit my back, making me sigh in relaxation. Tilting my head back, I let the water splash onto my face and wetten my dark hair. I began to wash myself whilst humming smashing pumpkins until I saw a dark silloette from behind the shower curtain. Stopping humming, I moved back slightly and gave a girly shriek as the figure stepped into the shower with me. With his black hair, hazel eyes and priest collar, I immediately knew Father Way was here."What the fuck?! What are you doing?!" I shrieked but was cut off when he placed a hand over my mouth.
"Shhh..." He said, putting a finger to his smirk. I tried to move away but he held me there, pinning me to the wall. The water was drenching him but he didn't seem to care. He moved forward in one swift motion and sealed his lips to mine. My eyes widened and I tried to move away but he held onto me tighter, embrassing the kiss. I closed my eyes and it felt like I was melting.~~
My eyes shot open and I found myself lying on my bed. Wait, had that all been a dream?! What the actual hell. I had just had the weirdest and most gayest dream ever. Literally. Father Way was kissing me, in the shower, whilst I was naked. I turned to look at the clock, realising the time. I had to be up early since I had to get a fucking detention for sticking up for Ray. Wow what assholes are in this school. Its early in the morning and father Way is expecting me and as much as i loathe him right now, i have to go otherwise he may crucify me and my parents will butcher me. I got up and I couldnt be bothered to get changed into my ugly uniform so i remained in my pajamas and put on a jacket. Ray was fast asleep, no surprise there, soo I quietly snuck out the room and headed downstairs towards the church. It was still dark outside, the church glowing from the lights and candles. I opened the large wooden door and walked inside. It wasn't a huge church but it was big enough. The wooden pews were in neat lines with an aisle down the middle, the floor covered in a deep crimson carpet. I walked down the aisle, heading towards the front of the church just as father way came out of his office."Ah, you're early." He said, with a faint smile. I immediately felt awkward just seeing him, especially after that dream. I glared at him. "Better than being late." I stated. He shrugged and started walking to the basement."Follow me. There is plenty of cleaning to do."I sighed and dragged myself down the basement steps, looking up to see all the mess."Oh...crap.." I murmmered.
"We have all week to clean this up so, you better get started." I glared at him and began to pick boxes, realising he was just standing there, looking at me."Aren't you gunna help?" I said angrily. He just shrugged again. "Im not the one who got into a fight."
"I stood up for a friend! I wasn't just gunna stand and fucking watch!"
"We would've dealt with it, naturally."
"Yeah right. Dealt with it my ass." I retorted. He just looked deeper into my eyes, making me calm down slightly. I shook his gaze off me and went back to work. Boxes were stacked high and were covered in dust and cobwebs. I picked a box up, the dust making me scrunch my noise in order to stopmyself from sneezing. I failed. I sneezed and nearly dropped the box. Father Way looked up from whatever he was doing and gave out a light chuckle."Careful." He smiled. "That box contains glass."
"Oh im SO SORRY." I said sarcastically.
"Sarcasm is over becoming of you." He said. I couldn't give a toss so I went back to cleaning.What had been minutes, felt like hours and what had been hours. felt like days. I cleared up the majority of the mess and it was now time for lessons."Good job so far..." Gerard mused.
"Are you going to keep me here forever or are you going to let me go to lesson?"
"Why?" He asked. "Don't you like my company?"
"No. I prefer to be alone." I said. I told the truth about me liking to be alone but to be honest, i didn't mind his company. I would clean in a comfortable silence and ever so often he would tell me a silly story about this school which would make me chuckle. Yet again...after that dream..."I see. Well you did good this morning. You are dismissed." He said, waving his hand. I brushed myself off and started walking towards the door."See you tomorrow morning." Father way said, giving me a wink. I felt my face go a bit red and rushed out the door before I looked like a complete and utter moron.I was slightly late to lesson but I didn't care. Ray saved me a seat so I could sneak in with ease before the teacher could notice me. I sighed as I sat down, getting out my book."Hey whats wrong?" Ray whispered. "I just had 2 hour session of cleaning the churches basement. Alot of things are wrong." I said, giving him 'the look'. He just shrugged.
"Well it can't be helped. I got beat up, you tried to help by using more violence, detention. Thats how the school likes to treat people, by giving detentions all the time." I just gave him a small nod when the teacher looked at us to see if we were talking. I just sat there in silence, recalling the dream. It kept playing over and over in my head, images appearing regulary. I mean, im not homophobic at all. Infact homophobia is gay. Its just that I never thought i'd feel that way or have those type of fantasies about the same gender...especially with the fucking school priest. Why oh why would I have sexual dreams about a man of god. Those cigarettes must be doing something to my head.The end of the day dragged on and it was time for dinner. Me and Ray sat in our usual spaces, leaving us in perfect view of Father Way. Great. I glanced over to him and noticed he was looking right back at me, making me turn my head back to Ray in embarissment. Me and Ray quickly finished our dinnerand rushed to our dorms before anyone else. Ray got his guitar out and we both took it in turns to play. He was so fucking good at it! He made up these awesome riffs and played a few songs he learnt. Ray could be the next god of guitar if he kept practicing. We played for hours until our fingers beganto hurt and it was getting late aswell. Ray felt sleepy and decided to go to sleep. As for me, I didn't particually want to go to bed. I really needed a smoke. It had been a while since I last had one. Im not a major smoker. On average if im lucky I get a cigarette a week. I hadn't had one in a longtime so I grabbed my pack and lighter and snuck out the door, in hope of not waking Ray. I zipped up my jacket and stuffed my cigarettes in my pocket. I slowly walked down the stairs, hoping no one was around and reached the bottom. Besides if a teacher did find me I could just wail about a stomachache and that would hopefully scare them away with my fabulous acting. Opening the back door of a classroom, I stepped outside. I walked for a bit until I found an abandoned area with a small shelter. Reaching into my pockets, I took out a cigarette and popped it into my mouth, flicking the lighter and lighting thecigarette. I stopped when I heard someone sigh."Who's there?!" I said sharply.
"Only me..." A mans voice said. A figure was sitting on the floor of the shelter, lighter and fag in hand. It took me a moment to realise it was Gerard."You smoke?" I asked."Only once in a while. You?" He said, puffing away."Same here." I said as I walked into the shelter. "Mind if I join?"
"Not at all." He said, letting me sit. We both sat there for a while in silence, puffing away in the dark."How old are you?" I asked out of the blue."Im 22." He said. I looked at him.
"Thats pretty young for a priest." I stated.
"Well I started young." He said shrugging. I realised that he had his ipod plugged in."What are you listening to?"
"David Byrne, Muse, Iron maiden." He said.
"Oh...cool." He grabbed an ear plug and handed it to me. I took it and placed it in my ear. I rested my head back against the wall and closed my eyes, listening to his great taste of music. Again we were left in silence, listening to music for what it seemed like an eternity, until we put out our cigarettes."Thanks..er Father-"
"Call me Gerard, since we aren't in school hours."
"Ok...Gerard. Thanks. That was cool." I said awkwardly.
"Yeah. until next time?" I nodded and quickly went to my dorm, jumping into bed, revealing a small smile. That was fun...

Notes

Sorry its rubbish. I call this "being bored at 11pm"
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thanks.