Being the son of one of the most renowned preachers in the world, Adrian, a young, handsome, and married man is forced to abide by the rules of his parents. After his dreams of playing pro football fails after a serious injury, he is desperate to wo...
"Woooooooooooowwwwwwwwwww I thought the day that I see you going to church would be on your funeral" Angela said coming into the room already ready for church while I was fixing my tie
"Ha ha ha, don't play like that" I say while Angela rolls her eyes
"So what do we owe to having your presence to the house of the lord" she says while adding more setting powder to her makeup
"Nothin, just felt like it" I shrug
Angela makes a face not believing me
"Mr. church is an institution that sells false hopes to the uninformed, while the benefactors are sitting on top of their thrones laughing at them like fools,suddenly just feels like going to church" Angela says mocking me
"Yeah, just like how you felt like not cooking for a whole week, I feel like going to church" I say getting annoyed
"I told you I have been busy"
"Busy doing what Angela? You ain't got a job"
"Like I said, I've been busy"
"Hey, I'm not tripping', just like I'm not all in your business, don't be all in mine"
"Mhm, let me find out there some girl you going to church for" Angela says giving me the side eye
Although she was partially right, I wasn't going to admit that to her. Angela and I's marriage may not be one based in love. But I still have the respect to not tell my wife that I am going to church to try to talk to a lawyer that might be able to get the woman I have feelings for out of prison. Now that will be wrong.
"There's no pussy in the world that will get me to go to church, now stop pressing me"
"Whatever, we're going to be late"
Angela and I finish getting ready and leave the house. We take my jeep (even though my father hates it) and hit the road. The car ride was silent so I decided to play some music from my aux cord. DMX's "Where My Dog's At" start playing and I slowly get into my own world jamming to the music, until I hear the music being changed
"Yo, what the fuck are you doing?!!!" I say looking over at Angela who had my phone in her hand
"For god sakes Adrian, it's Sunday, have respect for the lord"
I roll my eyes and remember why I hated going anywhere with her ass.
We finally made it to the church and as I am looking for parking I remember how big this place was. It was basically a whole stadium. I feel myself getting nervous but quickly push it aside. I have to remember that I'm hear for Fatima, so I can't mess this up.
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Angela and I exit my jeep and I automatically feel eyes on me. I haven't been here in a while so I can't be surprised, but goddamn can a nigga get his face back. we walked into the church and I immediately aim to sit in the back.
