Tired of being a Preacher's daughter and longing to experience more of life, 25 Princess Ariana Fletcher strikes out on her own for the very first time and joins a traveling gospel show.
On the journey she will meet a charming rapper, 27, David Eas...
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It is the next morning, my dad made sure Jayceon and I were the first ones at the church. It was only 5:30am, I'm pissed off and definitely ready to go back to sleep. I prefer a bed.
"What was that mess about yesterday David. Them girls fighting because of you" my dad said as we put our suitcases under the bus.
"Dad ion know what you are talking about. I wasn't even there yet" I said already knowing this conversation isn't going to go smooth.
"Apparently you messing with both of them. Look don't you embarrassed me boy.... Or I swear yo"
"Or what.... Don't forget I got dirty on you Pastor. I'm not scared of you, and I could give 2 fucks about your being my father" I said while stepping up to them. I was so caught in the moment, I didn't even realize that people was watching, until I heard my mothers voice.
"Okay okay, carry on. Even one stand in line so you can get checked in let's go let's go" my mother said, I chuckled as I backed away from my dad so it wouldn't escalate into something bigger. I walked around him making my way towards my mother.
"Son, what was that about. Yall are always getting into it at the wrong times" my mom said as she reached in her purse for her glasses. I don't understand why older people just don't wear their glasses full time.
"You know how he acts when new people are around. He always got something to say, he just doesn't need to talk to me" I said while looking back at him and he was already looking at me.
"You two are going to be the death of me. You know that" she asked me with tears in her eyes. I started to feel bad, I hated when my mother cries.
"I'm sorry ma, I'm not trying to make you cry." I said while pulling her into a hug.
"Be careful while you are out traveling. No trouble" she said while looking up at me, I nodded and kissed her forehead as I pulled away.
"Are you going to be okay while I'm gone" I asked her. Yes, my father is the Pastor and everything but it definitely some secrets that only the family and I know about. The church thinks my father is a walking goddess and he is far from it.
"Yeah, I'll be okay. I picked up extra shifts at work so I don't have to be at the house" my mom said while looking around, trying to make sure people didn't hear.
"You don't have to do that ma, stay at my house. I gave you the whole basement, it's you'd own apartm-" I started to say but she gave me a certain stare. Basically telling me to shut up and end the conversation.
"HI FIRST LADY" someone yelled from across the parking lot, she smiled and waved. I decided to smoke before leaving so I went around to the back of the church seeing it was already some people back here doing what I was about to do.
"Not the pastors son awwww shit naw" I heard someone say causing me to laugh as I lit my blunt. I leaned up against the wall trying to relax and forget about the heated moment with my father. He just gets under my skin, plus he treating my mom wrong but they ain't my business to tell. And ontop of it all we are just alike, literally.
