Darbies's Pov

Climbing up the steps towards the church's front door, I shivered feverishly due to the storm as heavy downpour of rain sprinkled on the umbrella I held above my head. Even the storm can't stop me from going to church today to confess all my sins to God, I'm a completely devoted christian and I'm proud to be.

Taking off the umbrella from my head, I placed it beside the door as I walked into the empty church, taking light steps while I did, I headed straight towards the confessional or the confession box as many might call it.

Halting in front of the wooden structure, I entered the part where the penitents are to be seated as I took a seat on the huge step inside the box.

I could tell that the priest was present, seated at the other side of the box which was divided by a latticed opening for the penitents to speak through, meaning the priest can't see my face and I can't see his. Well scratch that, even with the barrier between us, it's obvious the priest would have recognized my presence already given the number of times I came over for a confession at this particular time.

Let's say I'm a usual customer of the confessional and so, which business owner wouldn't recognize or notice the presence of their regular customer in the room.

Looking down at my fingers, I closed my eyes and took a deep breath before speaking up.

"Bless me father for I have sinned." I said softly with my eyes still closed.

The noise die silent suspiciously for a while as I didn't get a response from the priest.

Huh?

Hearing some faint snoring from the other side of the booth, my eyes sprang open immediately as I looked over to my right side trying to prey my eyes through the latticed barrier to see what was going on at the other side of the booth.

I placed my ear against the wooden lattice as the snoring got more clearer and louder. My eyes widens immediately in shock.

Oh Santa Maria!!!!

Is the priest seriously sleeping under the confessional when he's supposed to be at work?,

God forgive me for saying this but that's so incompetent of him!... I scolded inwardly.

Clearly my throat loudly, I knocked on the wall of the barrier between us loudly, knocking the breath out of the priest as I felt him jolt awake at the other side of the booth.

"A-HEM!!!" I cloaked out loudly on purpose.

"Who's...w-who's there?" I hear him pants hoarsely over the other side.

"It's me?" I said awkwardly.

"Darbie?" He asked as I rolled my eyes to the heavens.

Not again.

"You're not supposed to know I'm the one at the other side of the confessional Father." I groaned. "It's supposed to be strictly confidential." I reminded him.

I hear him chuckle lightly over the barrier.

"Well you can't blame me child, you're basically the one who walks up here every morning for a confession. So what's it this time around?" He asked bruqesly.

"Is that the right way to ask for a confession, Father?" I asked back at him genuinely confused.

I hear him mutter some incoherent words under his breath over the booth as I furrowed my brows in confusion on how awkward the situation was.

Taking a deep breath, he said.

"Speak up and confess your sins child, for it shall be forgiven in heaven." He said lamely.

"Yes father, b-but I'd like a give a penance first." I mumbled out shyly.

There was a moment silence.

"You can give your penance after your confession child." He grumbled.

"I-i know but I'd like to give it now." I mumbled out shyly again, placing a strand of my red hair over my ears.

I know I was being stubborn, God forgive me, but this is how I like making my confession all the time and it's really important since it's something that connect me with my God.

"Not again!" I hear him whine over the booth.

"P-pardon?" I mused awkwardly. "Did you say something Father?"

"Of course not child, you can go ahead." He said with a deep sigh, clearly lying about what he said earlier.

Well I hope he gives his own confession to God about lying after this.

I smiled in delight as I took a deep breath preparing to recite the penance I memorized all night.

I closed my eyes as I clasp my palms together dramatically as I utter out my words.

"My God, my Lord I am deeply sorry for my sins with all my heart. I have sinned against you whom I should love above all things. I firmly intend, with your help to do penance, to sin no more and to avoid whatever leads me to sin through Christ our Lord, Amen." I sighed deeply, looking up to the heavens as I smile deeply feeling fulfilled.

"You may now confess your sins." He said, his tone drained like he rather be somewhere else than here.

"I committed a grave sin against God and against humanity father!" I exclaimed out of exasperation.

"What did you do this time around, Darbie?" He asked lamely.

"I-i stepped on Issac toes accidentally during our last chemistry class and I feel bad about it, he was badly bruised that he had to hop on his one feet like a frog as he left the class. His piercing screams still haunt me till now and that's why I have come to confess it all to rid myself off the guilt, Father." I coaxed in dismay.

There was a brief silence in the booth that I could hear a pin drop.

"F-father? Are you there?" I asked concerned.

"So let me get this straight...you came all the way here to give a confession on how you stepped on a toe of your classmate?" He asked surprisingly.

"Yes Father." I confirmed lightly.

"Accidentally at that?" He inquired anxiously.

"Yeah."

I hear him mutter some incoherent words under his breath again through gritted teeth.

"Are...are you okay, Father?" I asked in confusion.

"Yeah I'm fine." I hear him chirped out forcefully.

If my ears weren't playing a fast one on me, I would have swore I heard him mutter out some curse words.

But why would a priest swear? Not possible at all!

Few minutes passed as he gave me some little word of advice and a light prayer as he dismissed me urgently from the confessional.

Stepping out of the wooden booth, I couldn't help but get a little bit offended and confused at the priest's strange behavior towards me back inside the confession booth. Not the same energy I get from all priests always but sometimes they make me seem like some nuisance or like I'm just overreacting.

Well according to the bible, no sin is too big or small, they're all equal in the sight of God.

Don't ask me which verse it's found in the bible guys, I believe in it anyways.

Picking up my umbrella from the door side, I walked down the steps hurriedly as the rain drizzled over me.

Getting into my car, I turned on the engine as I drove out of the church environment heading towards the next neighborhood.

Pulling my car at stop in front of Marcus's house. I pulled out my phone from my jacket as I dail his number.

The phone rang for a minute before he picks up.

"Hey, you outside my house already?" Marcus voiced asked from the phone.

"Yeah I am." I nodded swiftly.

"I'll be there in a sec." He hung up.

The front door of his house opened immediately as Marcus strode out towards my car, getting in swiftly.

"Hey Darbie." He greeted as he plugs in his seat belt.

                           Marcus

Well I know you all might be wondering, who is Marcus? Well, he's my boyfriend!

Surprised that I have a boyfriend?

Well me too, Marcus and I just happened one-day and if you ask me I don't really think we have anything special going on between us since we don't do stuffs that normal teenage couples like us do.

Before dating each other, we both agreed on abstinence and most physical contact we have ever had was a peck on the cheek, no more than that.

I like Marcus. he is exactly like me, light hearted and kind and we both attend the same church and are both devoted christians at that.

To be honest that was the only thing we had in common while the rest are full of cons but I don't mind them though because I decided to be with Marcus because he understands me more even though my two friends Ruby and Penelope calls it a bluff.

They both think he is using me in getting better grades in school which of course i think is ridiculous because what they fail to understand is that I do everything out of my own free will, that's what's a kind hearted person like me is all about.

Trusts me, I'm not a wannabe goody-two-shoes kind of person, or I'm i?

A lot of people tends to call me that alot but I understand though, not everyone would be grateful enough to acknowledge your generosity.

In my world, spreading love comes first above all things, so you could say I'm your typical nice kind of girl.

"Did you do the maths assignment I asked you to do for me Darbie?" He asked as usual.

"Yes I did." I said reaching out for my backpack sitting on the back seat of my car, I pulled out his blue assessment note from my backpack and handed it over to him.

"Woah." He exclaimed happily as he went through the assignment. "You're a genius Darbie, I'm very sure I'm getting an A out of this one as always." He grinned cheekily as he plops the notebook inside his bag.

I smiled warmly at him, satisfied with his satisfaction with my work.

"I'm glad you're glad." I said excitedly.

"You're the best Darbie!" He cooed at me giving me a peck on the cheek as I flushed furiously.

Smiling cheekily at myself, I turned on the engine and pulled us over to the road as I drove for school.

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