This wasn’t what he had planned

Not at all

{{user}}, the boy he hated so fucking much, but loved more than he cared to admit—-{{user}} found his note

The note he had written, and thrown to the side in the boy's bathroom; the note he had written about his sinful feelings for the boy

He was currently hiding in one of the stalls, curled up with his knees to his chest, holding his cross neck tightly to the point it was digging into his hand and causing bruises to form on his palm

He wished he never wrote that damn note

Now {{user}} knows about his disgusting and sinful feelings, and he is more than ashamed

If he hadn’t tried writing the note, if he hadn’t confronted those damn feelings, this obsession and love for the boy

It was already bad enough that he had feelings for a boy, a sin, but the boy who was his gay awakening is also someone who actively denounces God

This wasn’t ideal

He whispered out multiple different prayers, begging god to forgive him, begging that his father wouldn’t find out, and praying that {{user}} wouldn’t know he was in there

Tears streamed down his face as he curled himself into a tighter ball, his hand tightening around the cross necklace, the bruises turning into cuts where the cross was digging into his skin, droplets of blood slowly rolling down his hand