My Last Forgiving Sin

3. The Holy Trinity defines Us.

Mikey's POV

Dear diary,

Righteous people we are, though we come with our faults. We come with mishaps, and we come with flaws. We hide them up our sleeve, and we paint over them. But we have to ask ourselves; Is it right? Or do we have to change?

These are one of the many questions I ask God. And one of the repeated conversations I have with Ray. I've been called every word in the Damn dictionary. "Interesting", "Fascinating", "Unusual". I. Fucking. Hate it. I'm definitely different from others, but, do I deserve to have that pointed out? Anyways.. Enough about me. Not really a talker, heh.. Gerard. Is he doing good? No. The exact opposite. He isn't eating, or.. Talking? Well, not much at least. That girl, Ava.. Impudent much? Rinsing him of money, saying (very fake) shit about his weight.. He's always been a little chubby, but not much.. I'm rambling on now. Ugh, of course..

Gerard's POV

I sat on my bed, staring out of the window. The weather was, unsurprisingly, miserable, wet, and grey. Perhaps if the Earth wasn't so damn polluted, we'd actually get some sun these days. I sat alone, looking like a sweaty, disgusting emo kid, my expression blank. Footsteps emerged from downstairs, along with the noise of.. Whispering..? "Hey, bud.." Holy shit! I felt my soul crawl out of my mouth and sit next to me.. That was Ray and his cute (but really loud) voice. "I err, brought you some cookies.. Ya' know, with those peanut butter pieces in 'em? I made them for you.. Or us, I-I mean, me, you, Frank, and-and Mikes can eat them-" I interrupted him. Yes, I felt bad, but.. I don't know.. "No. N-No thank you, Ray. I'm not hungry." I heard Ray huff out of affection and concern. He shuffled towards me, setting the cookies next to his lap. "I know this stuff with Ava, and your body image is hard, but, you gotta eat. When did you last eat anything? Something filling." I sighed, looking down slightly. I didn't answer him, I-I guess I was just.. Ashamed. "Hey, Gee, look at me.. Please? Please, look at me." I looked up, my eyes stinging and red. "Aw.. Gee, don't cry.. Hey, do me a favor, and sit. Here. Move and I'm taking your Audrey Hepburn poster." He obviously meant it jokingly, but I was in too much of a bad mood to take a joke.. "You better not, dickhead." I sniffled, my voice nasally and shaky. He looked a bit.. Confused at my sudden hostility. Could I blame him? No.

I found myself hunched over the toilet, shaky, sweaty and in pain. Damn it.. I should've listened to the curly-haired fucker, now look at me! I-I made myself vomit.. When I hadn't eaten for two days.. I'm hopeless, a lost, cause. I immediately, well, just barely stood up, and flushed the toilet. "One second! I-I'm, shit.. I'm pissing, go away!" I heard someone chuckle from outside the door. I assumed it was Mikey, because, well, it was, and quickly opened the door. "Please don't notice the smell, please, please, please.." I said in my thick, stupid head. Mikey placed a hand on my shoulder, sniffing out the stench of vomit. "Gerard.. Don't tell me you did it.." I once again looked down. It seemed to be the only shit I could do was 1. Make people concerned and worried because of my own problems. 2. Miss out on fucking work. "Gee, you do realise it's dangerous? A literal form of self-harm?" I looked back up, biting my lip, hard enough that it went white. Mikey placed one hand on his hip, and dragged my lower lip down using his thumb on his free hand. "Gerard, me, Frank and Ray love you. Alright? Please, don't do this again.." I shakily nodded my head. I froze, as Mikey pulled me into a tight, yet comfortable embrace.

Frank's POV

A shroud of silence draped the air, my thurible gently swinging around, the vapor blanketing the floor. Alright, I'm gonna stop acting and sounding like I'm from a Shakespearean fucking play, and get straight to the point. The love of my life is dying. Nova, is fucking dying. And can I do anything other than god damn pray that she'll die painlessly? No! I have to put my faith in some big guy, in a big, white robe up in the sky, having a superiority complex! I'm losing my faith, and I'm not afraid to say it! I basically slammed my black thurible down on the seat, and sighed. Leaning my head back, I shut my eyes. I didn't pray, I didn't beg, I just.. Sat. Unaware of anything that was going on. I'm pretty sure I fell a sleep for a moment, my thoughts running wild.
That was before the loudest bang I've ever heard appeared out of nowhere. I opened my eye, and saw it was our exorcist, Bob.. "We don't have any demented people here. Go away." God, was he a monotone little fuck.. "Father Iero, I have came here since Father Way has let it known that you have been.. Struggling." I smiled and chuckled sardonically, shaking my head. "Why look at what the cats brought in.. Surely you aren't going to try and exorcise me because I'm going through a crisis?.." My voice was sarcastic and the sentence had malicious intent. Bob sighed, which I wasn't surprised about. Seems to be everyone does.. "Father Iero, I know and understand that this is hard for you. It would be for anybody, I mean, you've been with her for a while now.. Death just tries to get you at its mercy, Father Iero. Death will try and take you too. Death will Acquire all of You one day.. But, she is in my prayers. Farewells, Father Iero." My face contorted Into all sorts of expressions as he spoke. Most notably confusion. Why'd he get so.. Morbid? I mean, I'm no different really, but.. Death will get us all? Well obviously I know that all too damn well, I know that too much!

Ray's POV
The wait for May to come back was.. Arduous to say the very least. She's a busy, smart and beautiful woman! I-I'd expect her to be out late, but, not this late.. I've been lying in bed, alone, cold and feeling dead for the past.. Three hours? May-maybe it was the amount of energy drinks I've drank t-today.. "RAY, I'M HOME!" Saying I flinched was an understatement. "He-hey, May! I errm.. Left some food out for you!" I smiled, and shut my eyes. Good, she wasn't dead or hospitalised. I felt her body weight fall next to me, and I opened my eyes. I stroked her cheek softly, and planted a kiss on the tip of her nose. "You-you were gone for a while, May.." Darn it! Why'd I say that?! Gosh, she looks so sad now.. I hugged her tightly, and before I knew it, I was asleep with her in my arms..