Father Matté

"In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit. Amen.” I said making the signs of the cross.
“Bless me, Father, for I have sinned. It has been a year since my last confession". I added.
"Sitted before me was the Father Matté, one of the astounding Parish Priest of the Catholic Diocese.
It was a rule for a Priest not to reveal any confession made to him. It was something I knew so well as I was born into a Devoted Catholic Family. My Mom taught me all the basic things though she told me my Dad was died before I was born.
I was still scared of the venial sin I had committed. My guilty conscience led me to the weekly confession held everything Friday at the Parish. Only that this time, it was Father Matté on seat.
How was I to confess if being a murderer? How was I to tell him that I raped Betty, a girl I called a friend to death? I took her innocence and each time i closed my eyes, i could see her teary eyes, my ears filled with her pleads and wails as I plunged into her rather ravish but sweet soul.
"Go ahead Son. The Lord is ever merciful" He replied.
“I stole money from a Friend's purse because i was hungry and I needed something to eat". I said bowing my head. I knew it was a lie.
Another Single added to the grievous since committed? I thought within me
"I am sorry for all these sins and the sins of my past life”. I said
"When next you feel the urge to take something or do something wrong, talk to a trusted person. You can talk to me. I'm always available to help. I'll give you some money" He made to write on his note pad.
"Here's a penance to do" He said.
Penance is prayer or action that expresses your sorrow and your desire to put things right and live a new life.
"Forgive me Lord for i did not mean to lie to your Priest" i said as I took a deep breath. This was almost over.
He asked that I make an Act of Contrition. My lids were shut tightly against each other
“O my God, because you are so good, I am very sorry that I have sinned against you; and I promise that with the help of your grace, I will not sin again. Amen.” I concluded and he made to say the Prayer of Absolution. At the end of my Confession. It was believed that I was forgiven.

Sitted at the corner of the house, I smiled effortlessly as I remembered every word used during my Confession.
I would not have believed that I sat to confess three months ago to a Man who was going around having affairs with women. Someone who would preach about good Morales but will go against it.
Father taught in the Seminary which I wish to attend. He also taught Us in School "Jolly Memorial College". It was after writing the final exams for three years that I realized that it wasn't like I performed badly. Infact I had the best results. But that Father purposely revoked my scores to favor the females he slept with.
Getting Evidence of his affairs to blackmail him wasn't hard either.

Momma called for me.
Maybe she had a feeling that i was in a mess. Her guts were right. I was about to go on air about a sex scandal. I was ready. The annoying aspect was how he acted so perfect. Like he was the purest Man after God.
"Oh Maybe in his after life, he'll be a saint" I thought scornfully.
"David" She called my name for the first time.
"Mom" I replied as though I was waiting for her next sentence. Truly I was. It would be scary if you knew of my plots. Maybe my past was here again. Knocking at the doors of everyone to present itself.
"Do you remember when "Gabriel your friend made a joke the other day after Mass that you had a resemblance of Father Matté"?
"Oh No Mother if only you knew him better" I thought within Me.
"I often wondered too. I mean, most times people often asked if I was his brother" I replied with a giggle.
"I should have told you this a long time ago..." She said but made to pause.
"Wait. No way Mom. Don't tell my his your Brother or Relative.
"No Son, He's Your Father." She replied admist sobs.
"W-h-a-t???" I screamed.
"You're the result of our Affair. He had insisted on an abortion. I decided to keep the baby". You are a Matté.
"Oh My Lord" I said breathing heavily.
"About Betty.."
"What about her?" I asked looking tensed. "What if my secret was no longer secret? I thought.
"The guilt of the affair and the pregnancy layer heavily In my heart. I couldn't forgive myself. Then I got to find out that Aunt Martha, my sister has also fathered a child for Father too. She flew away deserting the baby. I couldn't tell you. That was why I lied about her parents staying outside the country."
At this point I could not longer bear it..
"I had to make it look like she was just a friend so not to raise curiosity. Now the poor girl is dead..." My mom concluded in agony.
"I Raped her to death." I muttered. Gasping for breath as I clung to my shirt. I couldn't believe that I raped my own sister and was about the blow up my Father. What a shame. I had already handed over my evidence to the Reporter of "Our News Daily".
That was going to be the headline of tomorrow's News. Both On Paper and Media.
"Raymond Josh Matté" was the last thing I heard before I passed out.