anythingdrabble | Challenge #392. Nothing (Reply)

Title: An idle mind is the devil's workshop
Fandom: Original
Characters/Pairings: Faith & Stuart
Word Count: 300
Rating: T
Summary: making shitty music is probably better than doing something like gay sex.

“I think it’s almost ironic that half of your songs are about faith, and the other half is about how much you’d like to be railed by women older than your mom.”

“My mom is thirty-six, so every woman I know is older than her.”

Stuart threw a fry at her head, they were all soggy and not salty enough. Faith knew he was eating it only because he was a typical hungry teenage boy. But then, Faith has demolished the burger in three bites.

Stuart wasn’t quite wrong. She wrote a lot about faith and shit, it was mostly angry rejection of things Mother had beaten into her. It was often less about Jesus and more about how sinning set her blood on fire and she wasn’t going to apologise. There was the clear connection between those themes and the depictions of what she’s let a handsome 40-something year-old woman do to her after Faith said she was six years older than she actually was.

Mother always liked to tell her about how being bored was a breeding ground for nasty urges, maybe she was a little right. Specially paired up with the raging hormones of a teenager.

So yeah, she whisper-growled about praying and being fucked until she could barely walk by the closest available predator. Her mother would be deliciously disappointed, but then, Faith was almost sure this fucked up slut she was becoming was Mother’s handwork.

There was nothing anyone could do about this, Faith had carved this freedom and wouldn’t stop enjoying it. The music was just a part of it, shitty songs made with the help of a shitty laptop. Stuart didn’t need to know about the other songs, he’d make even more jokes about her so-called “Mommy Issues”.

Nothing felt better than this.