Kingdom Girl [2]

"Hello, Cheyenne. How are you?" Quincy replied with that voice robed with velvet.

"I'm well. What do you want?" I said sharply.

"Well I'm fine, too. Thanks for asking." he said being sarcastic.

"I didn't."

"Cheyenne, sweetie, why are you acting like this?"

"What do you want, Quincy?"

"If I told you, you'd have to give it me." he chuckled.
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"Ugh, you're so disgusting! Get off of my phone please. I'm giving you fair warning before I become careless and hang up." Clearly I didn't find that funny.

"Cheyenne, I'm sorry. Please hear me out, I've been doing some thinking." Ha! Quincy thinking before he speaks, Christ was near and soon to come.

"What, Quincy?"

"I've been doing some thinking about us."

"There is nothing to think about, there is no us anymore. You made that decision, Quincy."

"And that's what I've been thinking about Cheyenne, the mistake I made. I know I hurt you and I can only imagine the pain especially after realizing the pain I was in from loosing you. In these past few months, I've been praying and consulting God and I see how you were the only one who always had my best interest at heart. Not my father, not my mother and definately not Lisa. She just wanted the perks and not put in any work. I could barely get her to bless the food, let alone trust her to pray me through and cover me when I go out to minister."

"Quincy, that was your choice. Not mine, I'm over it and I advise you do the same."

"Cheyenne, I'm not finished. Please, just hear me out, please!" He begged.

"Proceed Quincy, I'll get my violins" I said sarcastically.

"I'm serious Cheyenne."

"I know."

"Like I was saying, I lost out when I let you go, but I'm man enough to admit my wrongs. I was too busy doing what I've done my whole life -- what my parents want me to do, especially my father and not what was best for Quincy. Cheyenne, I want to correct my wrongs. Through much prayer I realize that its you I want, you that I need."

He sounded so sincere. It was causing my heart to flutter and I was actually believing what I was hearing. I had to get a hold of myself, before he detected he was penetrating. Just then, there was a beep on the line. I glanced at the screen to see it was Janette calling me.

"Quincy, I have to go. That's Janette on the other line and its urgent."

"Well, can I call you later?" He never asked before, I don't see why he bothered to ask now.

"Text me." I replied rushing him off the phone and hanging up on him in order to catch Janette's call. I caught it on the fourth ring.

"Chey, what took you so long to pick up? I know you DVR R.A. Vernon so you can watch it again later." Janette greeted, sounding much happier than a few hours ago.

"Girl, Quincy had me playing violins." I shrugged.

"Quincy Matthews?! How did you end up on the phone with him? What did he want?"

"He texted me while we were at the hospital but I didn't get it until I got in the car and he called when I got home. I guess me not answering his text messages threw him, so he called."

"Oh really? What was he saying?" Janette asked sounding shocked that I answered the phone. She of all people knows that he would be one of the last people I'd willfully talk to again outside of Kingdom work. She was my human sponge when Quincy ended our relationship to fulfill his ministry, but with his pre-arranged First Lady to be, Lisa Kendricks. His parents and her parents had this planned lifestyle for Quincy and her since her debutante when he escorted her.

See, Quincy, I mean Elder Quincy Matthews, comes from a very socially prestigious family, both in the church world and outside. His father owns several commercial properties and his mother is a the dean over the English department at Jackson University and in addition to all of that his father is a Kingdom Church of God Executive Board big wig. So Quincy’s designated helpmeet had, to not only look the part, but have the lineage to match. Lisa Kendricks was the granddaughter of the late Apostle Kendricks, the founder of Kingdom Church of God, so she had the lineage down. Lisa was also a very beautiful young lady if I must admit, never intimidating to me, but beautiful nonetheless. She stood at five foot, seven inches tall, with a caramel skin complexion and a very voluptuous size six figure. Her hair was very versatile, but as of recently she had been sporting an asymmetrical bob cut. She had modeled extensively throughout her latter high school years and early college years, travelling to Milan, Dubai, and Venice to name a few and graduated summa cum laude from Jackson University a year after Quincy and I. So on paper and the outside, Lisa Kendricks is the perfect match for dear old Elder Matthews, but from what he was saying to me just a while ago, Sister Kendricks ain’t got the anointing he needs her to have.

“How he’s sorry for ending our relationship, how Lisa isn’t for him, that he’s tired of living the Matthews dream and ready to make decisions based on his happiness and.." I stopped mid sentence. I was contemplating wheter or not to tell Janette all that Quincy said in regards to me.

"And what, Chey. What else did he say?" Janette asked sounding sort of eager yet impatient.

"He said he wanted me and.. and that he needed me." I replied slowly, actually thinking out what Quincy had said.

"He wants you now?! As if he can just pick you up and put you down when he gets good and ready." Janette had a bit of irritation in her voice. I could understand her irritation, but she was not easy to give the benefit of the doubt, especially once you've done wrong by her or someone she loved.

"You and I both know that isn't it. You know how those Matthews are, so shallow and superficial." I responded trying to bring her back down before she got all riled up.

"Yea, but he's almost thirty! He can make his own decisions, Chey, so he can't keep using that crutch. Part of me feels he always wanted to experience Lisa regardless of his parents influence. Hmmph. But that's another subject for another day. So what did you say to all of this foolery?" She questioned.

"I didn't say anything. That's when you called on the other line." I was beginning to feel like I was being interigated and becoming defensive so I opted not tell her about me suggesting he text me later. "Now Jan, I didn't tell you to call me to talk about the Elder. How's Dad Christopher?" I said making an attempt to redirect the conversation. I had had enough excitement for one day and I was getting tired.

"He's progressing quickly, thank God. By the time Jaime, Jess and I left, his heart rate had fully stabilized. Mommy is staying the night with him and I'll go by on my lunch hour tomorrow to relieve Mommy."

"That's great! God is still on the throne. Have your emotions stabilized, honey?" I asked uprooting from my chaise, picking up Zion and headed up the stairs to my bedroom.

"Yea, Xavier called once he got in the office after he preached and talked to me and prayed with me. God, I love that man, he's just so patient and understanding." She responded. Xavier was her fiancee, national evangelist and prophet. He was a member of Kendricks Memorial Kingdom of God, the headquarters church. He and Janette had been dating for the past three years and he finally proposed to her six months ago. It was so funny because he was in the middle of prophescying to Missionary Winthrop at the Regional meeting and he just blurts out, "The Lord says to marry you!" and the congregation is like "huhn?!" Missionary Winthrop is a sixty-three year old widow! Then he continued "Janette, the Lord says now, Father says to marry you and the time is now!" I remember looking over at Janette who was so taken by shock, she just sat there expressionless. She managed to utter out a "yes" in the midst of her tears and worship. Jan Jan was going INNNN!!

"Jan, God knew what he was doing when he put you two together." I said placing her on speaker phone while I undressed and got into my pajamas. Zion crawled in between my accent pillows on my queen sized Mahogany sleigh bed. "I'm glad to hear about Dad Christopher making progress, can't wait 'til he's home. When does Xavier get back?"

"He's doing three nights out there and he'll be back Wednesday afternoon. We have to do tastings and finalize the menu with the caterer Wednesday evening and he's back out Thursday evening to Los Angeles for two nights and Sunday morning at Greater Rehoboth Temple."

"Whoa, girl. How's does he do it? Better yet how do you cope? Juggling wedding planning and a hectic ministry itinerary, I don't know if I could." I responded, I had to take my hat off to Janette, I am patient and tolerant, but she takes it to a whole new altitude.

"Girl, I don't even know. God is really instilling this tolerance and patience in me. I know its for the kingdom, but God knows my heart too. I want a family, and I don't want my family and my marriage taking a backseat to ministry. If it wasn't going to work the Lord wouldn't have spoken it. Xavier knows and understands this too, so there will be a middle ground." Janette responded with a chuckle.

"I'm sure it will be. Have come to grips with leaving the safety new of Lighthouse and going to Kendricks Memorial, Lady Clarke?" I said teasing Janette, she was not too pleased to be leaving her dad's church, her home church, to join Xavier at Kendricks Memorial.

"Sister Christopher doesn't want to but has to, and Lady Clarke will deal with it." She replied referring to herself in the third person.

"Uh-uhn daughter, that doesn't sound like submission." I teased with a chuckle.

"The submission is in there being a Lady Clarke to be at Kendricks Memorial." She retaliated laughing.

"Alright now, daughter! I got about seven chapel caps for you too for your first few months over there." I said, by this time I'm laughing so hard I'm beginning to tear.

"Chey, please don't remind me how traditional they are over there. I hate wearing them during Regionals and Fellowships now its about to be an every Sunday thing." Janette laughed.

"Its times like these I don't resent being single." I said.

"Oh trust, let Quincy talk to you long enough on the right night and you'll be longing for something to cuddle up with at night other than Zion." She retorted.

"Oh really?! Like how you cuddle with Xavier?"

"That's different. That's ministry"

We both busted out in laughter.

"Be ye holy for I am holy, and on that note I'm going to bed. Me and Zion." I said.

"Good Night Girl, I'll talk to you tomorrow."

"Night Lady, call me before you go to see Dad Christopher and I may meet you. I'm working from home tomorrow."

"Okay. Night."

We hung up and as saw I had a text message. I must not have heard the beep amidst all the laughing Janette and I were doing. 'CAN U MEET ME @ THE PROMENADE 2MRW?' it was from Quincy. Wow! He's really going hard I thought to myself.

I replied: 'I COULD, BUT FOR WHAT?'
To which he responded like minute later: 'CHEY BAY, I NEED 2 SEE U AGAIN! JUST US..'
I started to feel light and fluttery in my stomach seeing he referred to me as Chey Bay, that was his pet name for me while we were together. Truthfully, I wanted to see him just as bad, but I couldn't let him know: 'WHAT TIME?'
He responded: 'WHATEVER WORKS FOR YOU'
I said: '5'
To which he responded: 'GREAT! I CAN'T WAIT 2 SEE U. I NVR STOPPED LOVING U CHEY BAY!'

I laid there and gazed at my phone rereading Quincy's last text message until I drifted off to sleep. I was totally caught up and I hoped I wasn't caught up in my own form of lust. God keep me!