Devil's Work (Frerard / Priest!Gerard)

Ten

Song on the side is Heaven Help Us by MCR, as suggested by @LOTR_DW_YOUTUBE 

Ten

I cursed my luck.

Why hadn't I checked to look over there before I let a guy kiss me? Now James knew, and I could tell even from my side of the street that he was not happy. There was a dark expression on his face as he waited for me to cross the road. I almost just ran away, but I figured I might as well see exactly what his reaction would be, seeing as I would have to endure it at some point.

I carefully picked my way across the road and stood outside the passenger door on the car, heisting for a moment before opening it. I didn't sit down properly, just perched inside with one foot still resting against the ground outside, showing him that I was more than happy to leave at any minute.

"So..." I drew out my words, not really sure how to approach the subject "You now know."

TW: Homophobia - skip to *** if you would rather not read!

"That you're what? Gay?" he spat with venom, making me instantly recoil. My parents had known for a long time that I was unsure about my sexuality, and hadn't made a big deal out of it. Probably because they were too busy concentrating on all my other problems and that would just cause extra stress. Pete had known and i'd made it no secret to my new friends when I arrived that I was unsure and most probably bi, maybe even fully gay. I was definitely leaning towards men these days, and women seemed less and less.. appealing. I still valued them as friends and as attractive people, but I wasn't interested in anything sexual.

"You say it like it's a bad thing" I raised an eyebrow.

"It's a sin" he muttered under his breath, and then more profoundly "It's wrong and I won't stand for it!"

"Excuse me?" If my eyes could change colour then they would've flashed red by that point "Don't be a homophobic asshole or i swear to fucking God I will leave this car right now and you can go explain to Isabel how you left me out of the streets."

"I doubt she'll care when she hears about what you're really like... what you're really getting up to in your spare time" he all but spat "Whatever this habit you're getting yourself into is, it has to stop right now, you hear me? No more fooling around to spark a reaction, you stay away from that boy."

"That's it" I jumped out of the car and spun around to look back at him, my rage overflowing "Fuck you! And fuck your life! Fuck your perfect morals and fuck your homophobic asshole!" And then I slammed the car door with such force the whole thing rocked a little.

"Frank get back here!" He yelled out through the open window, but I was already running.

***

Running.

Running.

Running.

I didn't know where I was going so i just headed in the general direction of the town. I'd go back to Kellin's and sleep there, but first I needed to clear my head and calm down before I punched someone in the face.

Eventually my breathing became laboured and a stitch started to form in my side, meaning I had to stop and lean against the park fence. I clutched at my side and tried to even my breaths before the stitch developed any further, and in the end resorted to lying down on the pavement, looking up at the sky with wide eyes.

I felt like I had to create something, or destroy it. Maybe both. I had my spray cans with me in my bag, but I knew that I was too angry to even do that - my hands would just shake with rage and mess up the picture. Most of all I just wanted to lash out at James, to hurt him and make him feel a fraction of what I was experiencing. But he wasn't there. He was probably home by that point, telling my aunt about my disgusting sexuality and how he couldn't stand to go after me after my vile actions and language.