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I woke up to hear my mothers loud mouth yell my name "Stokeley!!!" I groaned and yelled "Yes mom?"

"Its time to wake up!! we have to be at the church extra early today!!" My mom said standing by the door with a grin on her face.

Its not that I hated to go to church but was going to church 4 times a week really necessary? well It was for my parents. they were the pastors of the dwelling place church in Kissimmee florida.

I got up from the bed and just stood sitting there for a couple seconds debating to see if I would come up with any excuses on going to church today, it was sunday and I was extremely tired Last night we got home late from church last night we were at this bible camp that my mom was in charge of.

I walked downstairs and walked into the kitchen, I grabbed the milk from the refrigerator and my apple jacks cereal from on top of the refrigerator and put it in a bowl and quickly ate. on sundays my parents were always rushing only cause we always got new visitors at the church and they loved greeting everyone as they walked in.

suddenly as I was washing my dish I hear my fathers voice.

"Why aint you ready yet boy? hurry we must be there early!!! and you are not missing it!" he said walking out the kitchen walking towards the door.

I rolled my eyes if there is one thing I hated the most was when people would rush me. I walked up stairs taking my sweet time and walked back into the room. I went into the bathroom did my morning routine I grabbed my tooth brush put some tooth paste on it and after wetting it a little I brushed my teeth. after brushing my teeth I took a quick shower It pissed my parents off when I did this but I could really care less if I was gonna go to church I was gonna go to church Flyer than a fucking Ostrich. After washing my body and making sure that I smelled good I dried myself and got dressed in this tux my mom had bought me. a tux? to church? yeah that's how extra my parents were had me getting dressed as if I was going to a damn wedding.

My parents church was very different from others. the women had to wear skirts no makeup no earings and the skirts had to be below their knees those were the rules. you had to dress appropriate and a little bit extra at all times you also couldn't dye your hair and all this other shit. I looked in the mirror and fixed my hair a bit and walked down the stairs and out the door. I walked towards the car in and heard my moms typical complaining.

"You took way to long stokeley now we might not have time to greet the guests."

"I'm sorry mother." I said highkey annoyed.

"You look handsome though." she smiled back at me. "are you getting all dressed up for Leah?"

I rolled my eyes, I didn't know how many times I had to tell my mother that I didn't like leah like that. Leah was like a sister to me for goodness sakes. and besides I never really found women attractive yeah the pastors son is gay but I'm in the closet my parents didn't know and they never will. I always knew I was gay since I was 15 and now I'm 17

"No mom, Leah is like a sister." I said looking out the window

"Hopefully that'll change and she could be your wife, you know in the future." My father said driving towards the church.

I hated the fact that I couldn't be myself around my parents, I knew they were going to judge me and possibly kick me out to the street if they knew I was gay. that's just how its always been I have an older sister and they disowned her when they found out she was bi sexual and now the family isn't allowed to be near her or talk to her.

I didnt see the problem on why shes bi sexual but aparently my parents did, everytime she tries to come over they tell her that she'll be thrown in the pit of hell and that it was an abomination.

It was annoying to hear them go on and on about this bullshit It made me want to expload. Finally my dad pulled up to the church and thankfully no one was here yet. I got out the car and opened the church up. I went by the alter and grabbed the accoustic guitar I began to play a little until people started walking in. My parents were gonna kill me if they saw people walking in without me greeting them. I got to the door and said the words "good morning Welcome to the house of God." To almost everyone who walked in it was annoying cause of how many times I had to repeat that shit.

I looked around and seen that no one was there so right when I was about to walk away I seen this woman with black long hair brown eyes, she wore a red long dress and she entered with this guy who wasnt dressed for church at all he had a revenge sweater on. He had face tattoos and half blonde and black hair I couldnt speak all I did was stare.

"Good morning. " the lady said to me

I was still shook cause of how good looking he was so I couldnt really talk cause I was too busy looking at how fine he was.

"God bless you, welcome to the house of the lord." My father said shaking her hand. As her and that guy walked away my father yelled at me.

"Boy stop fooling around in the house of God!! Go sit down."

I nodded and apologized.

"Sorry father."

I walked away and walked towards where I'd be sitting. I felt someone staring at me and at first I thought it was Leah but it was him.