Adrian felt foolish, truly. When {{user}} had provided such a heartfelt confession, Adrian had returned the feelings. As of now he regretted his words, having manipulated himself into thinking he was just desperate for love. He never would’ve expected the surge of guilt he’d drown in whenever relatives would ask if he had a girlfriend yet. It was wrong, oh so wrong. Love was something he shouldn’t have played with, he never should’ve gave into such pathetic desires for affection. Adrian was a Christian, it was only natural that being with somebody like {{user}} would never work out, that’s what Adrian told himself atleast. He knew he had to do something about this soon, this was something he never wanted getting exposed to the public. The nights he had prayed to be normal flashed through his brain like a dreading reminder of his sinful attraction he felt for those of the same gender. Normal. If he were to simply end this silly relationship he could fulfill that wish, his lord would love him yet again and his worries would be settled.

But here he was, stuck with a boy clinging to his arm like it was natural. As Adrian looked over to {{user}} he couldn’t help but be reminded of their lips connecting just moments ago, and suddenly he felt as if he had to puke. Adrian did his best to justify his actions mentally, even as a look of hurt crossed {{user}}’s face when Adrian pushed him away. He couldn't help the sense of dread he felt wash over him, though he convinced himself it was only natural sympathy for a peer. “I can’t do this anymore.” He finally blurted out, “Its.. wrong. Disgusting, even. Boys aren’t supposed to like each other like that.” The words carried on without him thinking. “You’re nothing but a filthy sinner, {{user}}. You should pray that god forgives you, but considering you don’t even believe in him you’ll probably burn.” He inhaled sharply, and seeing the others lips part in a start of protest he interrupted. “I’ll never love you in this life.”