The unveiling

Chapter 8

At this point Nick wanted to throw Yacob down a well, the idiot was always asking him questions which mostly fell under the category of "Did you see something suspicious?"

"Have you found the demon?"

"Are you like a spy but instead the one sent from God?"

" Do you use something like a holy sword to banish the demons"

" How do you know someone is possessed?"

The list went on and on but Nick had blocked most of them out. He was so fed up he shouted at Yacob who was honestly startled "Listen Yacob, for everyone's sake shut up. Asking me questions is very distracting and if you keep asking questions the demons would consume you" of course that last part was a lie but thankfully the message seemed to do the trick and he was officially Yacob-free.

Nick sat in his office going through some paperwork --- which he was honestly tired of at this point --- Someone knocked on the door, Nick said "come in" Sister Margaret opened the door and poked her head in "I'm sorry to disturb you father Nick but could you watch over some students who were being very rowdy for me"

Nick nodded "sure"

"Thank you, I'll send them over and get them back in like 30 minutes" She left, Nick went back to what he was doing before the door opened again but this time to students came in

" Get out and knock this time" Nick said without looking up. There were a brief silence before the door opened and closed. A heavy knock was heard "come in" Nick said this time while looking up, two students came in, one of them was tall with dark skin and a buzz cut while the other one was Hispanic looking with curly dark hair.

" Take a seat" Nick said watching the two of them seat beside each other, the one with dark skin was apparently not happy because his tongue was in his cheek. Nick ignored them and continued what he was doing.

" You know you are very good looking for a priest"

Nick looked up to see that the dark-skinned one was standing with folded arms, smirking at him " You're not so bad looking yourself but it seems that your buzz cut had taken more of your sense of thinking than your hair, now sit down you ignorant child"

"And razor-tongue strikes back" he retorted, his friend tugged on him trying to get him to sit down and keep quiet but he didn't listen. Nick was in no mood to talk to anyone or fight with words.

"What exactly do you want to achieve?" Nick asked

He walked closer towards his desk and perched on his desk "I want you father Nick, I'm not exactly gay per say but what choice do I have in an all boys school"

Nick stared at him in total silence. He was just too amazed to talk at this point. 'Teenagers are wild' Nick concluded as he folded his arms, watching him. His eyes darted to his friend who seemed scared out of their mind hence the continuous tapping of his foot.

"You've got nothing to–" The door suddenly opened and sister Margaret walked in "Thank you father Nick-" she paused noticing that one of the students was standing in front of Nick's desk while the other was sitting quietly "Is there any problem with Tyler, father Nick?"

"No, not at all" Nick said. Sister Margaret nodded and ushered for the two of them to follow her. Nick made eye contact with 'Tyler' before the door closed. Nick sighed for the billionth time this week before turning back to his work.