A Priest's Deadly Obsession

Chapter 15 - Storage Room

The cold weather was harsh, it snowed and snowed without stopping for days and everyone felt trapped at home.

When the streets were finally cleared, a freezing cold rain poured. It was almost as if the sky was in mourning and would weep and weep without an end it sight.

Elizabeth's popularity at school increased from the students acknowledging her volley ball skills and the fact that she was dating the schools most handsome senior. The girls that used to envy her would now smile and awe the couple as they walked the hallways hand in hand. Zach's group of friends slowly began to accept her and her uniqueness, even finding some of her quirky habits cute and refreshing. To Zach's delightful surprise, even his jock friend Alex had become fond of Elizabeth, the trio could be seen hang about the lockers and halls as much as possible.

Most days after school were occupied with practice, her weekends again practicing or seeing her team mates and afterwards were evenings with Zach. They tried their best to spend as much time together as possible, every day was like a countdown to Zach's final departure from high school. Not before long the weather would slowly become less brutal and the warm bright days would break through the depressing school windows as a sign that spring was around the corner.

But both Elizabeth and Zach were silently dreading spring, silently hoping that they could continue their happy high school love lives without focusing on the upcoming deadline.

On the other side of the city, a priest in charge of a popular chapel was slowly deteriorating both internally and in appearance. Some of the women who used to once gaze at him in admiration of his beauty would now twist their eyebrows in worry over his poor crippling physique. James had lost weight, almost too much weight that his cheekbones were protruding and his once soft looking cheeks became sunken in. The dark circles under his eyes were grey and wide, as though he had not slept in months. His beautiful blond hair was now thin and lost its shine, most of the time it appeared white and frail.

Some thought he had not properly adjusted as a priest, some believed that he was too devoted to his work that he was not concerned with taking care of himself. All would be amicable reasons, but none of the church members would ever believe that the reason of his decay was because he was slowly being eaten away at the guilt inside his blackened heart.

James hurt deeply, his lust for the adolescent girl was driving him mad inside his head. On nights he couldn't sleep he would leave his room and see Albert. He would fuck Albert all night till he had to go back to his duties. On nights that he could not sleep nor see Albert, he would head down to the basement, lock himself in with a scripture and whip himself on the back with his belt. He made sure to use the buckle.

It was an euphoric sensation, the warm blood he spilt he would wipe up with Elizabeth's purple scrunchie.

He would whisper in prayer to her, "... I'll make you mine..."

James kept his private life hidden as much as possible, no one would ever suspect the sinister plans he had brewing in his head. No one would expect that he could be so cunning and creative, but James had a plan. He knew what he must do to whisk Elizabeth away from Zach. He had it all figured out, where he would take her and how; how he would keep her quiet and silent.

The time was coming close, he thought over his plans as he lay beneath Albert one night, his hands caressed Albert's smooth chest but all he could see was images of Elizabeth as though she was the one riding on top of him.
James grinned and bit his lip, and all the while poor Albert believed his lover actually loved him.

Once their bodies were both spend James got up as usual to leave, but this time Albert took hold of his hand.

" you're off tomorrow aren't you?" Albert had been dying to keep James in his bed for more than a few hours.