Canon compliant rafebarry fanfiction, in which Rafe seeks salvation from his sins in Barry (and a giant gold cross). Rafe thinks he's going to hell for what he did to Peterkin so he picks up a bible and realizes that if you think about it, him and his dad are not so different from the Heavenly Father and his son Jesus Christ. (Yeah, he's going fully insane in this one) TW for all things Rafe Cameron, meaning drugs, graphic violence, domestic abuse, suicidal& homicidal thoughts,...-Nah, sorry, because are these really trigger warnings or is it just a peek into Rafes daily to-do list? Also a disclaimer, since Rafe is going to be drunk and/or high throughout this entire book, the consent given is obviously questionable.

"She used to say that my dad and her were destined to be together, and look what happened? I couldn't bring myself to believe anymore. Then.. Then I met you, Pope.. and I realised that the universe truly had orchestrated my whole life to bring me together with someone. You." Since the day JJ learnt how to talk, his mother taught him all about myths, legends and folklore in hopes of him having a better understanding of many things from the real world. But when she leaves JJ to deal with his alcoholic, abusive father at just ten years old, JJ loses all hope. For if her and his dad were destined to be together like she said they were, like the red thread of fate legend said they were, why did she leave? And if it was all a lie, that meant JJ would never find the person who was created and destined to be with him. But then, he meets Pope. All anxiety and calm tied together in a sweet, joyful package that made JJ's heart race whenever he spoke or whenever his stunning hazel eyes would catch his. But also the one person he could not have. Just how much can JJ take of not being able to express his feelings before everything comes pouring out? This is published also on my AO3 account linked in my bio!!