THE SWEETEST SIN(BxB)

1: A Deal With The Devil.

A/N : I am from Kenya. Kindly drop your country in the comments so that I can know from which part of the world you are reading the story.

CARL'S POV.

"Jesus died for us on the cross to redeem us from sin. His sacrifice for us shows how much his love is eternal. Therefore brethren, you should say no to sin." The preacher's voice echoed through the church as he delivered his sermon. His pudgy form paced back and forth on the altar as sweat shimmered on his wrinkled brow.

"Brethren, what do you understand by the term, sin?" He suddenly directed a question at the congregation. Interacting with the congregation was his usual style of preaching.

A hand shot up and everyone turned to look. Of course It's him. The golden boy. Every girl's dream boyfriend. I think they love him for his abs and stupid smile...oh and the hair which is always perfect. Fuck him and his perfect body.

"Yes, Gavin." The smiley preacher addressed the lad. Everyone's attention was on him. I didn't miss the dreamy looks on most of the girls' faces as they looked at him. It's not like he's a god. Hello! He's just a mortal, like the rest of us.

"Sin is the act of doing something that goes against God's teachings. For example stealing, killing, lying and the biggest sin of all is..." His amazon-green eyes roamed about the congregation and eventually settled on my seated form. I didn't miss a smirk that graced his roseate lips or a spark of mischief that danced in his eyes. "Being a faggot." He completed his sentence causing my heart to nearly jump out of my ribcage, straight to the fucking floor. Sweat suddenly dampened my brow, palms and armpits.

How the fuck did he find out? More importantly, has he told anyone? Oh God, I'm so fucked. Wait, what if it's just one of his mind games? What if he doesn't know anything? The way he looked at me while saying the f word means that he knows something.

"Thank you for explaining it so well, Gavin. God bless you my child." The preacher's voice dragged me from the sea of thoughts that I was submerged in. Roars of applause echoed in the church after Gavin's reply. Looks like they all agree with his definition of sin. That, being gay is the greatest sin of all.

I am a sinner. Gavin knows it and everyone will soon. My dad who also happens to be the preacher, will have me shunned and mom, she'll do worse. My life is over.

"Brethren, look at your neighbor and tell them that Jesus loves them." The preacher instructed.

"Jesus loves you, son." My mother who was seated beside me stated while reaching out for my hand which she gave a gentle squeeze. Her voice held so much warmth and love. Will she treat me the same way after finding out the truth?

Of-fucking-course not!

"Carl, are you okay?" Her question prompted me to look into her aquamarine eyes which were knitted with concern.

"Y-es mom. I'm fi-ne." A raspy stammer tore through my parched throat. My bladder was filling up with urine thanks to the mug of coffee that I had this morning before I left for church.

"Mom--I need to use the bathroom." I added.

"Okay but don't take too long. " She instructed, sternly.

Swiftly, I got up from the bench, triggering some judgy glances. Ignoring the glares, I made my way out of the church. Cool morning breeze attacked my skin as soon as I stepped out of the building and the mid-morning sun didn't hesitate to bathe my skin, snuffing out the cold. Fresh air rushed to my lungs and contentedly, I breathed it in.