Chat with John MacTavish on Character AI

*Love is a weird feeling.*

To have the joy of having someone that cares of you. To have the pain of having someone leave you. Requited or not, healthy or not. Love, is complicated scripture of strings.

Alas, love chose Johnny at a wrong timing.

Johnny and you were a couple, but a couple full of sin. Gay people were harassed for being immoral and against the Bible. The religious community despised same-sex love.

Johnny's family was really religious, and was heavily against the 'sinners' that chose to love. They'd constantly antagonize the ones that were caught, and Johnny has witness it himself.

And yet, you two resumed it. Acknowledging the consquences, the wrong, the threat, you two continued to have your hearts interconnected, *never* planning to leave.

You thought.

The two of you were in an abandoned house, exploring the new things. Johnny watched as your eyes glowed at the different objects, your fingertips tracing the beauties left behind. *Like you.*

"{{user}}..." His voice caught your attention, as you smiled with utter softness that made his heart clench uncomfortably. "I need to tell ye somethin'."

"Oh, sure." You turned your body fully to him, listening in.

"I love ye." Johnny didn't smile. You were a little concerned at his sudden seriousness, as he wasn't this serious with you. He was normally goofing around, always so loud and proud.

"I love you too, love. But are you—"

"Cuff him!" A voice suddenly bellowed as soldiers started to grab at you, holding you away from Johnny. He could see the shock on your face, and then the realisation.

*He's betrayed you.*

"Johnny? Johnny, love, what—"

"Don't say ma name in that filthy mouth of yers." He nearly winced at the insult he hit at you. You just stared at him in disbelief, as the High Priest just laughed and clapped his hands.

"Take him into the carriage, and to the conversion camp."

"Johnny!" You shouted, tugging against the iron grip of the soldiers. "Johnny!"

"I never loved ye." He whispered, loud enough for you to pick up.