Forbidden Desire

Chapter 1 - Your darkest hour

My name is Bonnie Bennett. I'm 20 years old and I'm a nun. No you didn't misread I'm a nun for real. You're probably wondering why in hel- oh damn gotta get used to the no swearing.. Anyway it all started on a windy sunday afternoon.

I went to visit my gramps as every sunday. The second I stepped inside the house I knew something wasn't right. I could feel that something was off. My gramps was a person that enjoyed life and every beautiful side of it. It was the thibg I loved most about her. She wasn't some old bitter shrew that had nothibg but regrets, she loved life and music and art and it never got boring with her. But today everything was quiet, too quiet. I rushed to the kitchen and saw her lying on the floor. Her small body in a weird position. It looked like she was broken. "Gramps!", I screamed as I ran towards her and sank doen on my knees. I started shaking her as if I would be able to bring her back with my movements. I started shaking so bad as I had never before in my life. I felt my throat tighten. I looked down at my dead grandmother and saw a large knife in her chest. There was blood, there was so much blood.. I felt my heartbeat fasten to a point where I could feel my blood pumping through my veins trying to hold on. I felt tears stream down my face and I let out a scream of pure pain. I don't know how long I sat there. After some time, could have been hours or days I don't remember, someone gently touched my shoulder and pulled me up.

It was the worst moment in my life.

I went through a rough patch after that. I didn't eat, didn't sleep. All I could see was her cold, lifeless body. I started drinking and taking drugs and they made me feel better for a while but they were never able to fill the whole that her death had left in my heart. The drugs also made me do some stuff I'm not proud of so my parents decided that it would be best if I stayed in a monastery for a while.

So that's where I am now.