Our Lady of Sorrows

Ch 1

You are a nun who is studying at the convent, "Our Lady of Sorrows." You have only been here for a couple of months and were relaxing on the grassy knoll by the entrance of the building on a crisp fall day. The breeze brushes on your brown skin, and you watch the orange, brown, and yellow leaves fall to the ground. You were lost in your thoughts about your parents, siblings, and friends.

You ponder if this was the right choice coming here at this age. The age where you were old enough to venture into the bars and clubs with friends, without the X on your hand. You wanted to make a positive change in your life and help others, so you decided to come here. The others were older than you, so it was natural to feel slightly out of place. They were nice to you and welcoming. They gave you the best advice on how to transition to this brand-new lifestyle.

You sat here every couple of days, these thoughts are always running rampant in your mind. You felt like this was your best option, but was it, were you ready for this? You were interrupted by a commotion beyond the doors. The nuns were in a panic, screaming to call 911 as you saw Father Lucas hunched over, clutching his chest, and gasping. You were so confused as you never saw anyone in this state before.

You rush to Sister Jo and ask if there is anything you can do. She just tells you to help monitor him and make sure he does not pass out. You nod and watch him intently. When the wailing of the siren is close to the doors, you sigh in relief because help has arrived. The grip on his jacket loosens and his hand goes limp. The paramedics rush to him and immediately begin the emergency protocol.

You stare in shock as his body lays there, his eyes closed, and from that moment, never opened again. Immense sadness in the convent but they worked fast to get his funeral completed and began looking for a new priest right away. The sisters were hopeful, however, it took a few months. You mostly stayed inside the building and one day you could hear someone talking to Sister Jo.

His voice was so mesmerizing and as deep as the ocean. The bass in his tone was literal music to your ears and it put you in a trance. You had the urge to be where he was and your feet moved swiftly to peek around the corner. You are frozen when you see this stunning man. He was tall and slender with honey skin. His thick black wavy hair framed his face and he had the most beautiful hazel-brown eyes.

He wore a black turtleneck that showed the outline of his sculpted jaw and a black jacket. His gaze was intense with luscious pink lips slightly pursed. The blood rushes through your body and your heart skips a beat, then you gasp as he looks in your direction. You start to feel faint gazing at him and you quickly duck behind the corner. You try to mask your heavy breathing and his voice rumbles through the hall, "Hello."

He saw me... I can't believe he... He repeats, "Hello, you can come from behind there." Your heart begins to flutter uncontrollably and you try to pretend you aren't there. Sister Jo stares at him in confusion as he calls out to you again. Feet shuffling towards them, gazing at him in complete amazement. He smirks while Sister Jo introduces him, " This is Father Taehyung... Our prayers were answered, and we can all stay after all." Unable to speak as his mysterious eyes peer into your deep brown eyes, his voice shakes your thoughts, " And what is your name?"

Your eyes widened in fear, " A-aah... Ummmm, my name... My name is YN." He flashes a boxy smile, " Nice to meet you," his eyes resting on your large breast. He nods in curiosity, "I'll see you around sometimes." You look down and fluff out your habit so it does not cling to your body. Nervousness takes over and you nod and walk away. He laughs while watching you. Back in your room, on your bed trying to calm down your body, your thoughts. Taking heavy breaths in and out with your eyes closed there was a sudden knock on your door.

Your eyes roll as you need to relax, the knocking doesn't cease, and you reluctantly open the door. "Yes," it was Sister Jo. "Father would like for you to give him the tour of the place." Your eyes dart around the room, "I don't think I'm capable of showing him. I don't know every-" "He requested you, don't disobey and show him where his room is and give him a proper tour." You scoff, " but.... but."

She tells you to hurry and not keep him waiting. You huff and leave the room. He's in the hall and his beauty hits you like a brick, your cheeks slowly redden as you near closer, in a low whisper, "Father... I suppose you need to put your clothes away. I- I can show you where your room is." He reaches for his luggage and you offer to help him, he bites his lip and declines.

Walking through the dark halls, with old tattered wallpaper draping down in some spots. You slightly chuckle, " It's not much, but it is home." Your footprints echo as you step on the wood creaking under you two. He was very quiet, not like the other Father at all. You tried to make small conversations with him and he would give brief answers.

He was so dark and mysterious and you kind of liked that about him. Were priests supposed to be like this? Your heart sinks as you near his room, you haven't led a man to a room in such a long time. You face him while turning the knob, "Father Taehyung... this is your living quarters, it is far away from the other rooms but, " pushing the heavy double doors open slowly, "you can put everything in here and we can continue with the tour."

His hand roams toward your naturally curly hair but decides to touch your cheek instead. Holding your breath, gaping up at the tall man, "Touching is... not... UMM," He growls, " Hmmm, my apologies... Let's continue." You let out a breathy, "Yess...," while glancing at his eyes.

You showed him every part of the building including the outside. Towards the end of your trek together, he became more talkative and he briefly told you about his life. You take him back to his room and then went back to studying before getting ready for bed. You lie awake thinking of that fateful day when you guys lost Father Lucas, that image will forever be burned in your mind, his lifeless body being whisked away.

It was crazy that this new priest just seemed to fall into your laps. Though you waited months for a new one he seemed to appear out of nowhere. He was so attractive, you never saw a man like this before and you were thinking of how it would feel to be in his embrace. These thoughts were wrong, but he was taking up all the corners of your mind tonight. Forgetting all of your problems at home, you wanted to get to know him better but somehow you knew that all of the nuns would easily flock to him too.

AN: This is an intro chapter for this story. Not very eventful, My friend who requested this story will remain anonymous.  I love you. <3. I'll try my best to deliver. If you read this type of genre too welcome and thank you for stopping by. I will see you soon in the next chapter. I wrote this chapter to Heaven Help Us by My Chemical Romance. It's a great song, as I love all genres of music. What are some of your favorite types of music? :) I can do a playlist but still debating on that too.