Our Father, who art in heaven,
Our Father, who art in heaven,
hallowed be thy name.
Thy Kingdom come,
thy will be done,
on earth as it is in heaven
Give us this day our daily bread.
And forgive us our trespasses,
as we forgive those who trespass against us.
And lead us not into temptation,
but deliver us from evil.
For thine is the kingdom, the power and the glory, for ever and ever.
Amen
A whispered prayer into the night air, I did not mean to eavesdrop on her private conversation with God but ever since Christine started taking lessons from me her voice carried. A single whisper could be heard as a murmur by untrained ears but to me, a creature of darkness and quiet that whisper came to me as clear as if she stood in the room with me.
It had been my habit to stay by her closed and surely locked bedroom door at night until I was certain that she was sleeping soundly, a privilege I never got to experience. A privilege meant only for those pure of heart and soul and mine was far too dark to be allowed the small comfort others take for granted. I could not even hope to rest until I knew that she was enjoying the soundest sleep she could hope for here in the hell that I called home.
As I sit staring into the dying fire that kept Christine so warm during our lessons a single line in her prayer echoed through my mind. I heard it many times before when I was younger, my mother said the same prayer and I would listen at the door just to hear her voice spoken with such tenderness.
And lead us not into temptation,
but deliver us from evil.
Christine of course is my temptation, my obsession, and most recently I admit my love but to her just like to my mother I am the evil that is so feverously prayed to be delivered from. Only a week had past since she ripped my mask away and with it all the pretenses that I was an angel, her angel. I see fear in her eyes still and hear traces of it in her voice though to her credit they are not as pronounced as before. She is masking her fear from me but God and I both know that she has the right to fear me and my past that can only be described as evil.
