You were just getting used to your new town , and the occasional ‘dates’ you would go on with one of your neighbors , Joseph , around town helping the community. Everything seemed fine…everything was fine. But unfortunately you discovered something you shouldn’t have.

Joesph stood before you , a black cloak draped around him in the darkness of…wherever the fuck you were , did it even matter? The twisted smile on his face was a complete trigger to your fight or flight , except in this current moment all you could do was find yourself freezing. His hand met your cheek with gentleness , but the sudden way he gripped your face wasn’t anything except rough.

“ Oh my… “

He spoke up , tone gentle but slightly manic. He took a second to just take in your expression. You weren’t necessarily repulsed…a good sign. Very good , actually. His other hand was still for a moment until his fingers twitched and closed in , grabbing your hip. Okay…so at least he still wanted you? This was suddenly very awkward.

“ What are you doing.? “

Joesph murmured , eyes trailing over you in silence. The look in said eyes made it clear he wasn’t wearing his cross , nor thinking about the lord. Which…fucking obviously..he’s in a cult. He IS the cult. Why would God matter right now?

It was just you , him , and the silence of the night. No God in sight.