My Last Forgiving Sin

4. Please, save me the Pity for my Funeral.

A/N: Just as a warning, this page does have suicide inside of it, so I'll bold the first line of the suicide part.

Walking slowly into the nave, Gee would lay out some red roses and touch up his hair a bit. "Poor guy. Died a terrible death." A strange, shadowy figure would respond to Gee, it's empty, white eye sockets contorting into odd and irregular shapes. "Hmm, indeed Father Way!" Gee's fists would clench and strain. "Why are you here?" Gee would scowl at the figure, knowing exactly who it was. "Hmmm, To watch over such a respected priest, hmm?" Gee turned around, his breath shaking. "Sure you are. You're just here to torture me. To mess with me." The figure would move to Gee's side, contorting in undiscernible shapes and figures. "Hmm, Stubborn as a mule, Father Way? You were never one to give in, hmm.. That's one of your many flaws you try to hide underneath that stoic, prideful, and honest skin, hmm.." Gee sighed, looking down at the floor. "Hey, Gee, this cut is bleeding again." Gee quickly looked back up, with the figure slowly going away. Gee gently threaded the sowing needle through Frank's gash on his hand, "When will you go to the doctors, Frankie?" Frank would chuckle, knowing that sometimes what he did and didn't do could be irritating. "Any more hallucinations Gee?" Gee would scoff and crack a smile, "Hallucinations? Sometimes I just ya' know, talk to myself." Frank smiled, his concern going away. Gee would sigh as he looked down, ashamed of himself. "Hey, Frank, Gee, bad news, real, bad news." Gee and Frank looked up at Mikey and Ray, both confused. "Yeah?" Frank questioned. "Alright, so, we have an event, next month. It's like a party thing, a formal party with wine." Frank and Gee would nod, both agreeing that it didn't sound bad. "We have to dance. One, we cannot dance. Two, we have to find a girl who would willingly dance with us!" Gee would crack a smile, whereas Frank's mouth was basically on the floor. "Gee, I have no idea why you're smiling, you're a guy who refuses to wash your hair and you have two left feet!" Gee looked up and he did the last stitch, "Who says I'm going?" Ray, Mikey, and Frank all started talking over eachother, "You're just gonna ditch us?" "Gosh, Gee, low blow!" Gee leant back and crossed his arms, "Fine. I'll go. Maybe. I don't know, it's a month away!"

"Protect me god.. Protect me." The others would pull faces, Mikey rearranged his glasses, "What was that noise?" The four ventured outside of the breakroom, and entered the nave. All of their jaws would hit the floor, and they'd freeze, their eyes wide and open. "I-I.." The mans neck danced with the thick noose, his body gently swinging back and forth. Gee and the others would be at a loss for words, frozen, still, akin to the man hanging from the lower parts of the ceiling. "Call a doctor, or something, police, firemen, I don't know!" Gee would yell at Ray in urgency. 

A decrepit, old police officer would walk over to the four who were all sat down. "Look like ya' all saw a damn ghost. Tell me, did you know anything about the bas-tard who hanged 'imself?" The four would slowly look up, with Gee being the first to speak. "I saw him a couple of days ago, his wife, I'm pretty sure she died. He was just coming to arrange a funeral service!" The police officer curled his lip. "Right. Ya' know what? You four fuc-kers are takin' the day off." The officer would smile with the others forcing an awkward grin on their face.

Outside, the sky was blue with an orange hue, accompanied by white, crunchy snow on the dirty cement floor. "We just saw a dead guy, some wasted police officer insulted us, and we're expected to be fine with it? Is he out of his fuc-king mind?!" Mikey held Frank's hand, "Yup, let it out bud." Gee looked down at Frank, sipping his cup of coffee. "So small with so much anger." Frank spat back at him, "I'm 5,6 and a half!" Gee looked at him and smiled. "Sure you are." Ray opened the car doors, allowing the others in. The drive home was a drastic change from the joking about they were having only a minute ago. It felt dark, and unwelcoming. "So.. What should we do-" Ray would interrupt, "Not now, Gerard."