Altar Boy
AN:I know absolutely nothing about religion! So, bare with me, I also have spats of real bad writing…whoops.
Disclaimer: see previous chapter, this chapter has a song by The Killers in it, Mr. Brightside, and one by Dusty Springfield (?) called Son of A Preacher Man
Rating: K, or for us confused people, PG
Thanks to my reviewers! (My grand whopping total of THREE!)
Dani11e87-thanks for the compliment on whitey tighties, I am known to make fun of them…
Claire-Sorry, I know nothing about religion, maybe Vaughn's dad got married, had a kid, then became a priest…but I used celibacy because it's a good divide between the relationship, kinda like SD-6, but in a more friendly way
LivingArtemis-I saw a S4 episode where Vaughn was a priest, and I thought it fit him. I think it was called "Ice"
Chapter Two: Confessions
Syd POV:
(Radio; time reads 8:00)
The only one who could ever reach me,
Was the son of a preacher man,
The only boy who could ever teach me,
Was the son of a preacher man,
Yes he was, he was, oh yes he was.
I woke up suddenly, I forgot to turn my alarm clock off. No classes today, its…Sunday, I'm forgetting something here. Sunday…that means sleep, but, that means church, which means religion, which means priest, who is…Vaughn. I flip over suddenly. He wasn't there. He was always an early riser. I turned and found a note on the pillow.
Syd- I had to get to church, didn't want to wake you. Hope the movie last night didn't scare you too bad. Service starts at nine, see you there.-V
Eventually I'm going to need to tell him about how I actually feel. Shit. I mean shoot. Darn. Well, open confessional is until 8:45. I could go now and tell him in secret. But I shouldn't, but I should, but I probably will embarrass myself, but what if he feels the same way, but what if he doesn't, it might ruin our friendship, it might make it stronger, he's a priest, you're his best friend, you're talking to yourself and to add it onto that you are really rambling which does not show good signs of mental health, which some people think is definitely a pre cursor to schizophrenia which is a serious condition, I know, I'll flip a coin! And that my children is ADD. Heads is I go and tell him now, tails is I tell him later, and if it lands on the side, I never tell him. Come on silver, point me in the right direction. I flip the coin, its up in the air, it hits the ground, rolls under my bed.
"Darn you round currency!"
I climb under the bed and look at the coin. Heads. Here we go. I'm taking my time, showering and putting on make-up. Time to go. I hop in the car and turn on the radio. My favorite song is playing.
Coming out of my cage
And I've been doing just fine
Gotta gotta be down
Because I want it all
This is a lovely song to be playing, why in the world do all of the newer songs that come out have to do with love and angst and all the yuckies In life, how about rainbows and butterflies, wait I know a song like that though, back to radio…
Jealousy turning saints into the sea
Swimming through sick lullabye
Choking on your alibis
But its just the price I pay
Destiny is calling me
Open up my eager eyes
'Cos I'm Mr Brightside
As I walk through the church, all I can hear is my own footsteps. I step into confessional and sit down. The seat is freezing, and I can see his face through the mesh of the window.
"Bless me father for I have sinned."
"Why do you think this?"
"My dreams, my thoughts, they are not what they used to be."
"They are just dreams, a figment of your subconscious."
"But, they are so real, and I want them to be real."
"What happened."
"I fell in love with a priest." I stand up and run out of the church, I can hear him following behind me. I dart into the cemetery and after a while I sat behind a broad gravestone and broke down crying. I feel the ground compress next to me. He is kneeling down. With the pad of his thumb, he wiped away the tears off my face. He kissed my forehead, my nose, then my cheeks.
"You know I can't."
"But if you could." His eyes were watering. I've never seen Michael Vaughn cry. He breathes in deep and wipes his eyes with the back of his hand.
"You know the answer to that."
"Then can we still be friends?" He laughs.
"I'll bring over the movies, just have the popcorn ready by six."
"I'll expect you by 5:30."
"I'll be there by five."
TBC
So theres my chapter, hope you like it, sorry for any errors, etc. TTFN. Remember reviews are nice. (hint hint nudge nudge wink wink)