Against God [Under Edit And Hold]

Agianst God April 23 1829

Arthur sighed as he sat up in his bed.

Francis was arrested 2 hours ago. On which terms he was accused of was the rape of women/ men and stealing from churches and villages.

Arthur had a hand to his chest. His lower lip quivered and his eyes became watered again.

I can't believe it..he thought harshly ..even though I knew..he still took advantage of me. I was not saved in time . The devil has touched me..I'm soiled..I'm practically no longer a virgin..I'm filthy."

I must say, you were the waste of time. I fucked girls harder than you and they have tougher skin. Your nothing. I honesty thought you've put up more of a fight." in the end, I guess you were nothing more than another worthless woman."

Arthur resented himself for those words. He couldn't put his finger on why he felt this way. Was it for the sexist comment or his mere realization that Francis ..never loved him, only used him for his delights. Like a bitten cookie you've just thrown away. That he was. He is. A tool. Arthur the tool.

Knock- knock said the door.

Arthur didn't bother to answer. The guest outside didn't even bother to wait for a answer. Arthur looked up and saw
Father Alfred entering the room.
Great.
" hello Sister.." He greeted meekly. In his hand he held a basket covered with a blanket. Arthur nearly huffed . " What do you want?" He demanded. Father Alfred closed the door behind him.

Arthur's heart began to beat hard and fast. Do you blame him? He was raped and that how it's started.

Alfred stood by the door, his eyes down. Arthur couldn't understand why he wouldn't look at him. In a way he felt insulted. " why do ye want?" He grumbled. Alfred looked up cheerfully. " This old chap wanted to give you something."

Alfred walked toward Arthur's bed. The nun flinched, but took deep breaths. Alfred pulled out a chair nearby and sat near Arthur. Quiet. " Sister ..?" Asked the father. " I've put together some food  for you since you won't come down to eat." Alfred lifted the sheet from the basket and a hot and delicious smell abruptly went up Arthur's nose. His stomach spoke for itself and grumbled loudly. Blushing, Arthur snatched up the love of garlic bread and devoured it. It's aroma was attacking the inside of his stomach and he quickly ate it all.

Alfred watched as Arthur ate. He looked rather in love, affectionate." You know," he said. " sister Maria is very worried about you. She still doesn't understand why you won't let her touch or help you. She's made something sweet for you in the basket somewhere." Arthur chewed. Sister Maria wants to be my friend huh? Cause I'm a slut now?! Like she is ?! What did Alfred mean 'understand?' He doesn't know a bloody thing of what I've gone through.
" Sister.." Alfred reached into the deep end of his sleeves of his coat then hesitated. Giving a sigh he pulled out a small bottle with a cross on its cap.

Arthur nearly choked in his garlic." B-b-b-baptized water ?! What is this for ?!" He stuttered completely humiliated. Alfred put a hand on his shoulder. " it's too..make you pure again.." He said slowly. Arthur looked straight into Alfred's eyes. He was dead serious.
Arthur looked away and threw the bread across the room. It landed with a thunk against a wall. Rests will come and peck at it soon.
" SO YOU THINK IM DIRTY?! A slut?! How dare you!! I've never been more..horrified at one's actions! You disgust me father!" He screamed.

Alfred stood up, leaving the basket onto Arthur's bed. He placed the water into Arthur's folded, clammy hands.

" Sister..there is no woman or man that I've known that has been fully defiled as you are. This is a test from God. I want to help. This water," Alfred said very gently placing his hand on top of Arthur's, " is to help your soul feel pure. It's too help you to remind who you re. No man like Francis should take that away from you. Your a man who had endure a lot these past hours. I'm another man who wants to help you, who cares for you. " his glasses started to slip from his nose. " so please ...let me."

Arthur was silent but had calmed down. He felt Alfred's warm hand on his skin and he felt a pure intention. He wants to help me. He cares for me. This warmth that I feel..is not human it's more angelic. God, have you brought him hear to me..so that I may start to love him who I already am? Arthur smiled. He felt safe. He smiled at Alfred, looking very grateful.
Alfred's hand went up to adjust his  glasses where his eyes glanced down at the lowered collar of Arthur's night dress. It was a bit revealing. There was some bruising from where Francis was. The dollar was pulled down, revealing the upper chest of Arthur's body.

Arthur felt intrigued. He felt so sorry for Arthur. He wanted to hold him and never let go. He wanted to kiss him. He wanted him to make sure he was loved. That he had a friend. A person who cares.

Without thinking or warning, Alfred's lips suddenly went to kiss the exposed upper chest of Arthur. Arthur winced at the bruising as he felt his lips on his chest once again, and was suddenly very scared. The events of the rape came back to him like lightning. Arthur slapped Alfred out of his wits and the glasses went flying by.

GET OUT !!" He screamed hugging himself. The bottle rolled off the bed but was miraculously uncracked as it hit the ground. Alfred held a hand to his cheek and ran after his glasses. After grabbing them, he noticed  that even he was shaking. " Sister!" He pleaded. " I'm sorry I shouldn't have-"
Arthur kept shaking his head and was now sobbing. Alfred was close to tears himself and hurried out the door, slamming it behind it. Alfred didn't leave after that. Instead he laid his back against the door and slid down util he sat on his rear. He closed his eyes and listened to Arthur's sobs as hit tears fell on his own cheeks.
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Hey guys ! It's TheOneWhowasInLove, this is the first author's note I wrote in this book but that's okay!

Oh my. Poor Arthur .  A lonely nun who was recently taken advantage of that damned Francis and is now mentally scarred. Alfred felt so sorry for him. but he did show in a wrong way. But don't worry, good things will come their soon in the next chapter.

Against God  is coming along nicely if I may say. But my fellow readers, please feel free to comment on whatever you want. I highly enjoy reading your comments. Leave reviews even , so that I may put them into my description for this story and convince more to come.

I open to suggestions on how to perfect this story and will take requests in what would you like to happen to our 2 lovers or if you want me to right a novel about a OTP or a ship you love, I'm happy to write up one for you! Also this book is being translated in Spanish, so do ask your Spanish- speaking friends to read that as well.
For my next chapter, the 2 lovers are headed off to a county which is sure to spark another ship. I hoping that one particular reader with this ships name as a username here on wattpad would enjoy reading and helping me in the next few chapters. Should I tell you where our USUK are off ?! Okay the country's name is spa-