The Gang

[05]

|Ricky|

"Hurry up and finish eating so we can go to church," Mom told me.

I rolled my eyes because now that I know about Pastor Meeks he can kiss my ass. You would think the pastors would know better and do better. I know some probably was trouble back in the day, but I bet they wasn't doing stupid shit like Meeks. This man is damn near 55, and he out here raping mfers.

"Ricky please hurry, you already not dressed."

"Mom I'm not going."

"Yes you is."

"Um no I'm not."

She stop what she was doing and turned around staring at me like I grew two heads. I know I was probably pushing her over the edge, but she don't know the truth.

"Ricky do not play with me. You are coming to church with us."

"Mom I'm grown don't you think I should make a decision on where I choose to go."

Before she could speak dad walk into the kitchen. He stared at me long and hard, "Have you lost your damn mind. You still in our house and go by our rules. We already don't ask for much, but the least you could do is go to church with us."

"I'm old enough-"

"To get the hell out your parents house and have a fucking job, but are you doing that? NO! Take yo ass upstairs and get ready Ricky. First you're gay, and now you don't even wanna come to church what's wrong with you boy."

I swallow the water I was drinking before slamming the cup down. I am sick of this shit. I'm sick of having to deal with him about who I choose to like.

"You didn't have to bring my sexual preference up."

"Why not? I figured that's probably why you're not going?"

"Dad I love church and God, my sexual preference has nothing to do with that. I just don't want to go."

He shook his head, "Be ready in five minutes."

He kissed mom cheek before walking back out. I heard him mumbled, "Should get Pastor Meeks to talk some sense into you."

I look at mom and she held a sad face, "I don't even know who you is anymore Ricky. What's going on? Did we do anything to you? I already feel like it's my fault that your gay. I will never leave you hanging because you are gay, I am still trying to understand you and be here for you. I love you so much just please tell me why you don't want to come to church."

"I just don't."

She sighed, "I never ask for much, please stop and go get ready."

She walk out the door before letting me say anything. I wiped my face after realizing I was crying. I hate it when I do, but when I hurt my mom that's my weak spot. I try my best for her, and dad too he just so hard and strict. I know I pushed all his buttons, but I know for a fact I hit all mom nerves. My sisters came down shaking their heads at me.

"Boy come on and stop being so fucking difficult," Kita said.

I turned around and went upstairs. I took my time as I put my clothes on. I don't even see why they want me to come when everyone dislike my ways anyway. You would think they wouldn't want me there embarrassing me.

When I finally made it outside everyone was staring at me. I avoided my dad stare because right now I think I was close to being put out. I got in the car and was already annoyed by my sister. She act like I'm some fucking child to her or something because she always bossing me around.