Beautiful Sin [ ON HOLD ]

Chapter 7.

" Shalom," My bright idea of a greeting that I had rehearsed before making my way to her, made me squirm once she faced me , her gaze askance.

Her eyes , glittered with wrath as she scanned me , unamused. Her blue eyes...filled with innocence and anger. There's just no way she's that innocent.

" My day just keeps getting better and better , doesn't it ?" She exhaled sarcastically , arms crossed over her full bosom. My eyes followed her gesture , momentarily transfixed by the fullness of her breasts under her sweater as her chest puffed out in an intimidating way.

" I come in peace,"

" I should hope so...and hopefully you'll leave me in peace too,"

" Kinda," a smug look rented my face as I took a seat that was set forth her.

" Can I help you with something?"

After careful consideration , despite the quandary that had me consumed a few minutes prior to our rendezvous , I licked my lip , trying to read her like an open book before coherently forming the words on the tip of my tongue.

" I wanted to apologize ...for last time,"

" You mean , yesterday ?" she gave a fixed stare , her eye contact stronger than ever , tauntingly uncomfortable and I wondered if she's always been this confident whencalling out anyone.

" Right," manifesting an anxiety attack , I cleared my throat loudly and faced ahead, anywhere but her ," That was wrong of me to ...fornicate-"

" You should be ashamed of yourself ," She cut in ruthlessly.

" I am, truly, " With my hand nustled against my chest, I shot her one repentant look. "and I feel really bad for sinning, I don't want to go to hell ,"

I knew what I said was just make belief, lying through my teeth , I was good at acting and once I faced her , she looked perturbed, temporarily transfixed by the words that had left my mouth. I tried to look humble, tried to .

" Am I forgiven, sister?"

Silence.

" Do you go to church ?" I blinked at her words. Why would she ask this? Does it correlate to the conversation at hand?

" Why?"

" Just answer me, do you ?"

I contemplated on whether or not I should lie about this. I hadn't seen the inside of a church for the past 15 years...I don't even remember the famous chant from the Lord's prayer.

" I ...sometimes go-"

" You liar," Her lips curved in a sardonic smile , shaking her head like a disappointed mother. So being a nun or was it novitiate gave her the gift to read people and call them out once they lied?

" I just wanted to impress you , that's all," I said, my statement partly true and partly false. I just wanted her to like me well enough to not hate me...if that makes any sense.

" You wanted to impress me with lies?!"

" I know, it's dumb but I just want you to not hate me,"

" I don't even know you to hate or like you ,"

" Bullshit!"

She flinched at the curse word , a habit I noted . " Sorry , I didn't mean to curse."

She remained mute.

" You obviously hate me because of what happened yesterday,"

" You disgusted me, that's not hatred , just disgust,"