My little sin ♡ (Moral Orel)

Part 7

Reverend Putty's POV

Oh my gosh. WTF HAPPENED??? I mean...I'm not gay or anything.. I'm just not going to think about that. Anyways. Today was fun. I went to the store and got some milk. And I did a sermon today about abortion. Ugh I can't not think about it! I kissed Danielle! I mean he kissed me first but then I went in for a second time! What came over me? I mean sure I've imagined it before but to actually do it! I must have been so happy that he wasn't moving away that I just got a bit carried away haha. Hopefully I still go to heaven.

I haven't really spoken with Dan since. I want to see him but I don't feel like talking about what happened. I'm a really bad friend. I should be helping him with his injury. He's probably all alone right now ugh. Maybe I will go see him actually. I have nothing else to do anyway. 

I head by the florist and pick up a bouquet of flowers (not roses though, I'm not that desperate) and I head to Dan's apartment. I don't know what's wrong with me but I imagine him opening the door and kissing me. I start getting flustered for no reason and compose myself, ringing his doorbell. I stand there, anticipating how he'll look when he sees me. Shock? Joy? Both? Nothing happens though. I ring again but still, no one answers the door. Well shit I forgot!!! The guy can't walk! 

I remember the placement of his extra key and open his door. The apartment is silent. I call his name but hear nothing. All the lights are off too. Maybe he's off with some friends? I thought I was his only friend though. 

I search the rooms but find no Danielle. I walk into his room and sit on his bed, thinking about what happened last time I was here. I notice a paper on his nightstand and pick it up. It reads:

"Dear Rod,

if you're reading this, I'm already gone. I've moved to Sinville. I thought about it a lot and realized that I'm not living my best life here. I also feel guilty. After what happened between us, it's clear to me that we shouldn't be friends. I don't want to be the reason that you give up your faith. It's more important to you than I'll ever be. Sorry.

love, Dan."

I put the letter down and sat in silence for awhile. My shock developed into anger.

 What? What the fuck?!! He just left? Without even properly saying goodbye? That little sonofogun. 

And then it turned to sadness. I collapsed in tears, clenching his note to my chest. I could smell him on his pillows and that made me miss him more. After awhile, I calmed down and left his apartment. I returned home and laid in bed for hours, thinking and crying. I didn't understand my emotions. I'd never felt like this before. I wonder if this is how Gray felt all those years ago. This is not fun at all!