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Beautiful Disaster
Chapter 1: Sin for a Sin.
A/N: The first chapter is short and I'm sorry for that. I have a good idea on how I want to go with this story, and yes I promise there will be plenty of Eric. Let me know if it's worth continuing.
Rosary beads hung charmingly around my neck. I sat knowing it was time to ask for forgiveness. I heard shuffling in the confessional, and I knew it was time to confess all my sins.
"In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit. My last confession was 2 months ago." I whispered.
The priest then read a passage, and I knew it was time to confess.
"Father it seems I have left a man broken due to the dark thoughts I have been having lately." I said.
"What kind of dark thoughts?" He asked.
"It seems my thoughts of rage and revenge lead me to this darkness that is inside of me. Only a few months ago I fell in love and I was finally happy."
"What made you stop being happy?" He asked.
"It all started with a new job, and ever since then it's sent me on a downward spiral of sin and grief. Maybe for once I should have put someone else first instead of my job. Then again the world wouldn't be the same if I did that." I said.
"What would have made the world so different?" He asked.
"It wouldn't have made it completely different, but it would have helped a little. You know it's funny, but do you ever feel that you're here on earth to do God's work?" I asked the priest.
"Yes actually that is why I am sitting here with you. I am here to do the Lords duty by helping people cope with themselves and the sins they have committed." He said.
"Yeah I figured you would understand. The strange thing is though that all Christians would believe that you are the one who was sent here to serve God, but if I said the things I have done were all for God they wouldn't believe me. It's strange how the world works." I said laughing.
"What is it that you think God has for you to do?" He asked calmly.
"I actually don't know if God is asking me to do this, but I feel that it is the right thing to do. There is so much murder and betrayal in our world that it seems fitting that God would send people to rid of it."
"What do you mean rid of?" The preacher said swallowing nervously.
"Oh you know what I am talking about Father. You see there are people in this world who disgust me. There a people who cause pain to other for no reason at all. There are people who rob for the fun of it. There are the ones who murder when they know it's wrong. And of course there are the ones who prey upon children. That right there is what sickens me the most." I said bitterly.
The preacher was silent for a few minutes.
"I don't understand what you are trying to confess miss. We must hurry this along. I am sure there are others who need me." He said.
"What I am trying to confess "father" is that I have killed two men in the past six weeks. One of them I didn't know, but after killing his only child and getting away with it, I believe he deserved it. The other was a man I thought I loved, but he just turned out to be a rapist. Do you actually believe father that I am committing a sin after murdering the ones who have been committing them their whole lives? Answer me that." I said laughing.
"I'm so-so-so-so-rry I don't know what to say." The preacher stuttered.
That is when I pulled out my silencer and aimed it at his head.
"Father Murray, it seems you've been a bad little preacher. Touching children in disturbing ways is not only disgusting but also a sin. You will now serve eternity in hell."
With that I pulled the trigger.