Being A Preacher's Kid Isn't At All What It's Up To Be. You're Always At Home Because Either Your Mom Is Overprotective Or Your Dad Is An Uptight Preacher. I'm Nineteen, And I STILL Can't Get From Under My Parents' Thumbs. Something Has To Change, A...
I Asked For My Son, Adrian To Sit Down On The Couch, And Watch TV.
"Where's Daddy?" He Asked As He Fumbled With The Remote.
I Ran My Fingers Through My Hair, And Placed My Hand To My Knees To Get To His Height.
"Hopefully, He'll Be Back In A Couple Of Minutes." I Said Flatly. I Stood Up Straight. "If He Stops Messing Around With His Other Girls, And Take Care Of Us."
I Said The Last Bit Under My Breath. Adrian Doesn't Need To Hear That Shit. He Already Thinks Daddy Is A Hero. A Person That Never Does Wrong...He's A Long Way From That. I Wish Adrian Wouldn't Be So Oblivious.
I Went Into The Kitchen, And Turned On The Skillet To Make Some Eggs. Considering Its Brunch Time, I'll Settle On The Breakfast Portion. I Cracked The Eggs Onto The Rim Of The Bowl, And Spilled Out The Remains In The Bowl.
Before I Could Whisk It, I Heard Adrian Squeal.
Here He Is.
I Walked Into The Living Room, And Calvin Had Adrian Wrapped Up On His Neck.
"Hey Wife." Calvin Greeted.
I Walked Into The Bedroom, And Paced Back And Fourth. I Noticed Red Lipstick On His Collar. God, I Hate Him. I Can't Leave Him Because... Of My Situation...
Calvin Walked In Seconds Later, And Closed The Door. He Placed Two Chairs In Front Of Each Other And Motioned For Me To Sit Down. I Folded My Arms.
"Sit. We're Going To Talk This Through No Matter How Long It Takes." Calvin Instructed.
"Psst. I Can Stay Here Longer Than You Can, Considering How Much You Go To Work." I Popped His Collar Of The Lipstick, Then Sat Down.
He Looked Down At His Shirt, And Then Back At Me, Shaking His Head Like I Did Something Wrong.
"That's Not What You Think That Is---"
"It Never Is. If You're Going To Cheat, At Least Own Up To It. You're Not Man Enough To Even---"
Calvin Stood Up, So It Was Time For Me To Close My Mouth.
"Not Man Enough? Adrian Isn't Even My Son, And I'm Taking Care Of Him. He's Your Son Off Of Your Former Pimp, And He Beats You Like Crazy. But I'm Not Man Enough." He Walked Behind Me, To Walked Out Of The Door, I Guess.
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Calvin Murmured Something Under His Breath, And Sat Back Down.
"Do You Love Me?" He Asked.
A Tear Rolled Down My Cheek.
"Do You?"
I Looked At Him. It Feels Like The First Night I Met Him, When He Saved Me From Killing Myself In The Alley. It Was Cold, Raining, Seemed Like The Perfect Day Just To...
