Pierce Your Heart (Jealousy book 3)

Chapter 1: Family

DISCLAIMER: This story contains grammatical errors. It has not yet been edited. Please endeavor to enjoy it, regardless.

Yours truly,

Author

Brandon

On a bright, joyous day like this-a Sunday, whilst the church choir kills it, and I got my baby girl and our four beautiful kids rocking and clapping along to kirk franklins' 'I'm in love', I can't see a reason not to be happy.

Destiny, my beautiful wife of seven great years, well...ten if you count before we got married, and she was still my wife then, so yes...my wife of ten wonderful years is beside me.

"Baby" She whispers in my ear. "Gonna take the kids to the bathroom, be right back."

"Okay honey."I smile. "Oh.Take Willis with you. "

She looks at me and smirks.
But hey...even though nothing bad has happened since before Dessiah and Miguel were born, the man of the house is always on guard.

But...she right.

"OKAY."I give in. "Need help then?"

"Nah, I'm good, be back in ten minutes."

"Shhhhhh!"We hear behind us. Looking behind, we see Mrs Myrtle with her fan in hand and her lips scowling. She is big and has a bigger pair of lungs on her too..
Her 'Hallelujahs' are loud as hell on any given Sunday, and the kids...And some adults fear her.

"Sorry Mrs Myrtle"Des and myself say in unison.

Damn that lady scares the day lights outta me.

Its the middle of the sermon and the pastor is preaching about Good will and how what you do for others comes back to you ans your family.

I do believe that.

I am suppose to give a speech today, about good will...since I'm donating five million dollars to the church and church ran prep school, that my kids attend.

"And now for our very own church member for the past seventeen years, who has never declined in his efforts to please his Christ, honour his church family and the needs of others." OH...wait...its speech time already? "This soldier of God is the epitome of kind, giving and willing, and we give a warm welcome to Brothers Pierce."

The congregation clapped, screamed and hallowed their 'hallelujahs' and 'praise God'.

I Nod and smile, mouthing Thank you and shaking the hands that were stretched out to me in the isle.
Everybody was happy...
And my heart filled knowing I was the reason.

Looking around I seek out Des and the kids, but I don't see them.

I am almost at the front.

I look around a bit more, but then decided I better get in front the podium and get this speech going.

As I get to the Podium, Pastor Gayle, who is the founder of this church, shakes my hand and grins widely at me . He's a fair sized man, about 65 years old, with a head of silver hair, and dark skin.

"Go ahead son."He says gesturing to the mic.

I nod and fix my tie and made my way tot he podium.

The congregation was still wilding out, but I figured if I started they'd calm.

"We love you Brandon! " I hear a group of young girls shout from the back.

I grinned.

"I love y'all too, but y'all better be focused on lovin' Jesus now."