Hey everyone!! So I was sitting in confirmation class (how bad is it that I'm thinking up this stuff at CHURCH!! I'm soo going to hell D jk ) when I got this idea. It seemed kinda fun, and it was something I do a lot with in the story line and such. The stuff about God being evil or w/e isn't my personal view on it, that's just how it works int he story. Okay? So here it is!! R&R please!!

To Hell With Redemption, I Need You

I'm a bad person. No, actually, I'm a horrible person. A horrible, lying, incestuous, sinner. Joe and I were so in love. I was happy. But in God's world and in society, being in love with your brother is very much frowned upon. And that's exactly why I'm here. To make God happy with me again, to redeem myself from all the dirty deeds I committed with my brother/ex-lover.

You see, Joe and I fell in love when he was 18, I was 20. We were inseparable. We were both totally smitten. Head over heels. He was the one, I knew it. He'd given his whole self to me. Mind, soul, and finally, his body. It was a few days after he'd shared with me the latter, when things started going horribly wrong. Disney dropped us, Nick found out about us and then ran away without a word, and then, Mom and Dad were killed in a car accident. Worst of all, it was all mine and Joe's fault. God was punishing us for all the wrong we'd done. Bisexuality. Adultery. Incest.

Flashback: Kevin stood by the front door, ready to leave when he heard his love's voice. "Kev, where are you going?"

"Joe, this needs to stop. Now. We can't be together any longer."

"What do you mean this has to stop? Kev, we need each other more than ever before! You're all I have!!"

"Don't you see the only reason we just had to bury our parents was because of us?! The reason Frankie has to live with Uncle Josh! Why we got dropped! It's all our fault!"

"That's not true Kevin and you know it! You're just upset right now. We've been through a lot lately, but you had no control over ANY of it! And tell me, why would God give us these feeling, Kev, if he was just gonna punish us for them?"

"I don't know Jay, I really don't know. But we have to break-up before something worse happens. To Frankie. To our friends. Worst of all, to you."

"Kevy, please don't go. I need you! I love you!!"

"I love you too, Joe. That's why I have to go. You have access to all our money, you're set for life. Grow up, get married, have kids, have a great life." Kevin grabbed Joe, and gave him what felt to Joe like a kiss of death. And with that he was gone."

End flashback.

So here I am. Now 25, a pastor at out old church in Wycoff. I had no interest in being a pastor. AT ALL. I remember growing up, and Dad would be up all night writing sermons. Or he'd be at his office at church, helping people who couldn't keep their shit together. Being a pastor was the last thing I ever wanted to do. Yet, here I am, doing the only thing I could think of to not only earn God's forgiveness, but to try and keep anything bad from happening to Joe. Because if anything bad happened to him I wouldn't be able to live myself. I still loved him with every bone in my body, but the fact that loving him could hurt him scared the shit out of me. And growing up I thought the big guy upstairs was a good guy? Right. Anyone who punishes people for loving each other is just messed up.