Forgive me father, for I have sinned

The week dragged on and was really boring, as usual. But im somewhat happy the mornings dragged on more than the afternoons, due to me spending time with Gerard. Even if I was in detention and had to get up extremely early in the morning, I was grateful that I spent it with the priest. He was cool I supposeand had great taste in music and smoked. He didn't seem much like a priest when I was with him but during the school ceremonies he was a priesty as they could get which was a bit annoying. It was the weekend and we had no lessons. Detention was officially over and I could now hang out with Ray.Ray and I were in our room, chilling. Ray was playing guitar whilst I read comics. My stomach began to rumble and I realised I missed out on breakfast and barely touched my dinner the night before. I rolled off my bed, landing on the floor, groaning. Ray just gave me a weird look."Dude, what are you doing?" Ray asked, stopping what he was doing."Rayyyyy.....Im hungry." I moaned.
"Then why did you skip breakfast you dumbass?"
I shrugged. "I wasn't hungry then, but I am now. Lets go find food." Ray sighed and gave in. He put his guitar under his bed and helped me up from the floor. We snuck out of our room, heading down the stairs. We walked along the corridoor heading towards the hidden kitchen door."You go in there first and grab anything we can eat, I'll keep guard out here." I whispered. Ray gave me a look but eventually nodded. He sneaked into the kitchen and closed the door behind him. I stood there, looking around making sure no one saw us. I walked over to a corner to see if anyone was aroundand I bumped into another boy. I looked up to see who it was then immediately my eyes narrowed. It was Luke. He pushed me back and grabbed my shirt. "Get your hands off me." I growled at him, pushing him away.
"What are you doing here?" He snarled.
"None of your fucking business but i will give you a warning though." He let out a laugh.
"Oh yeah? Like what?"
"Currently you are on a three warning strike." I said. "Strike one was when you touched Ray, strike two is you stopping me here right now. If you get a third strike, I will kick you so hard in your tiny ass balls until you will never walk again and beg for mercy." Luke scowled at me but then gave a grin.
"Ha pussy ass." He taunted. My anger flared and I slapped him across the face, Hard. He hissed in pain.
"You fucking bastard!" He yelled and I raised my hand for another strike just before he quickly left. Bitch. I walked back towards the kitchen, seeing ray stand there awkwardly with food in his hands. I smiled and helped carry some back to our dorm. Me and Ray finished our little mission in success. We had food and no one saw us. Plus i got to bitch slap luke. Yippee. The whole afternoon was spent in our room, pigging away at food and playing guitar. So much yes. Ray is a fucking guitar god. He can play guitar to nearly allmy favourite songs. He needs to teach me sometime.

Its the middle of the night and I have just woken up from another dream. This time it was just like the dream I had about the shower but more...detailed? And my god I want to keep on dreaming. I've noticed recently that Gerard has been acting different around me but very formal withother people. Wait. Was. The. Priest. Hitting. On. Me. And I was enjoying it? Damn. This is really fucked up. I've never been certain on my sexuality but I never thought I'd feel this way. Occationally, Gerard would do the slightest things such as wink or give a certain smirk or lookwhich made me just ughh. He was the most attractive person ever. And there's me. A messed up teen who messes up everything. I turned over and closed my eyes, trying to sleep and dream even more.

Sunday. Church ceremony. Oh help me please. I have to sit in a crowded church, pray, listen and look at Father Way who is so damn good looking. Its wrong but its soo right. I guess he's the only reason why I go to church.Throughout the whole ceremony, my eyes were glued on Father Way. Occasionally, he'd take a quick sneaky glance at me, causing me to look away or look down at my hands. Gosh im such a moron. He's a man of God and im a teen. What the actual fuck.We were told to bow our heads for the final prayer, but i kept looking up to see Gerard praying, eyes closed and standing where a beam of light hit im. Uggh he looks gorgeous. I probably make this sound like a chick flick or some kind of stereotypical girl fangirling over a fit boy. Church over and we were aloud back into our dorms to spend the rest of the day chilling out. Ray was reading a comic that he had already read a thousand times before. As for me I was standing in front of the basin, cutting my hair. It needed a trim. Just as I was cutting my fringed, my had slipped and I cut the skinon my eyebrow. "Fuck!!" I cursed as blood dripped down my face. It was a small cut but hurt like a bitch.Ray looked up. "What the hell frank?! What did you do?"
"I was trying to cut my hair but instead i've just cut my fucking eyebrow!" I kept my hand over the cut, the warm red substance covering my fingers.
"Go to the nurse's office you twat!" Ray yelled a bit too loudly. "But what will I say?! I can't just say, 'oh yeah i was cutting my hair then i cut my eyebrow. opps.' That is stupid!!" Ray sighed. "Just say you've bashed your head, idiot." I suppose that would work...I let out an annoyed sigh.
"Ugh fine. I'll be back in a minute." I padded down the flight of stairs, the side of my face covered in dried blood whilst fresh blood was now turning sticky in my hand. I turned the corner and headed down the small corridoor to the nurses office.I knocked lightly on the door and waited. The door opened and a middle aged woman who had short brown hair and wore a white uniform looked at me.
"Oh dear." She said giving a small smile. "Whats happened to you?" She let me in and I sat on the examination bed.
"Uh I bashed my head." I said quietly. She got a warm cloth and began to wipe away the dried blood from my face then had a look at the cut.
"Thats a nasty cut. Small but nasty. I'll stitch you up, ok?" She chirped. I nodded and she put numbing cream around my eyebrow so i didn't feel any pain. Around fifteen minutes passed and the nurse had nearly finished the stitches. I raised my eyes as I heard another knock on the door. The nurse stopped and said "come in.". The door opened and Gerard walked in."I've just brought some new bandaids and anti-bacterial wipes that have been ordered for you-" He stopped and looked at me. "Oh dear Frank. Whats happened to you then?" He smiled.
"Bashed my head..." I said bluntly. He raised an eyebrow.
"Oh dear. Well I hope you feel better soon." He put down the boxes of medical stuff and began to walk out and stopped. "Oh and nice hair by the way." He smirked and walked out closing the door. Shit. He's teasing me. My eyebrow was now stitched and no longer bleeding. I got to spend the day in bed due to blood loss and a pounding headache. But all i wanted to do was head down to that damn church and sit and stare at the priest. This is getting out of hand. I need him.

Notes

Hii....chapter 4 on its way~ let me know what you think