The Bath

CHAPTER 1 Nathan's POV I know I am not cute but damn, an epitome of intelligence, swag, I feel am not cute enough but I know how hot I am and maybe that is why all this girls hover around me, maybe cause I have enough money to take care of them, sweet words to clip anyone's mind, this very lively character that makes everyone around me very happy, let me not forget to mention my cute advise Osaboyeng, won't you go to Church this morning? You took your bath first oh! and till this moment, you are inside that room pressing phone Abi. Mtchew... Okay there's this part I always prefer keeping to myself when I talk alone, I am a Pastor's kid and I love God or at least I have to by force, I also don't have any opportunity to indulge in amorous relationships like all my friends do. This is because if I do and my witch of a father uncovers it, he will surely strangle me to death. Forget all these sweet talks I am relaying to you. I am just Nathaniel Osaboyeng Osaigewu. I don't need to tell you where I hail from, from the plenty O's you ought to have realized m an Edo pikin. And my parents always think I am a phone freak Nathaniel smiled one last time at the mirror. He has been talking to admiring his dresing one last time, sparkling white shirt, black trousers with his long legs and a well knottted red tie. Being in the Church's choir was one bad thing for him, though he never had to sing with them but beats the drum, he was tired of the uniforms and wondered why he had to wear series of uniformed dresses without having any cloths of his own. Mrs. Osaigewu's POV After calling Saboyeng, I smiled within me remembering how I would have been tired by now after tugging his cloths with him before he wore them. That's about 10 years since I stopped dressing him up, now he's 18 and so grown I cant help but thank God for his mercies, he is becoming a very handsome, intelligent, bold young man. I pray he utilizes all this rare privilege we are giving him for the best only. My wife, my wife, shot Nathan's Dad who needed someone to pick up his Church bag to the car, pls can your son, let him come out here now, its almost 7:00 am and we will be late for Church. Nathan rushed to his parent's room. Pastor Osaigewu's POV Giving the bag to Nathaniel, I hissed at how good he was looking. I decided to query his coming late. You smell with too much of perfume, are you a girl. All you ever think about is looking good. Do you think Jesus would do so if he is in this generation? . I left him with the rhetorical questions maybe it will get his sense back on track. Since he's the only child, I expect him to be a man and not some lady always close to his mother instead of me. He's a good boy I know, but there is no harm bringing the best out of him and advise him to keep trying to be good always. I know it is all for his good. Nath's POV. I wish I was just out of this house and living with this man. He's own is too much abeg, I never satisfy him. The day I do, there will be snow here, in Enugu. I tried my best, because of him I do not look at all the sexy asses in Church, especially when attractive female choristers are ministering. I chose not to date Stephanie in which I admired so much so as not to incur his wrath. Despite all I did to satisfy him, he still queries on almost every actions I take, asking if Jesus will did same too Jesus was 2000 years ago and I am now trying to follow his outdated footprints. Indeed, I do it all with one mind. I may be a devoted Christian, but insisting that all ramifications of my endeavors complement the antecedents of Jesus all the time is unfair. I pray thunder doesn't strike his mouth one day because I am just an ordinary dust and Jesus is God in human form. I went out of the house with a distorted mood. But after I gave the driver the bag, I smiled and became happy I was not because he will soon lose his job but now I am now 18 and would have to be driving my parents around. I might even own my own car once I get admission. Church was the usual, girls beamed at Nathaniel, guys eyed him and he personally felt tempted to regret being a Pastor's child so at least he would explore his youthfulness. But that was his destiny and maybe it was actually good. He knew deep on the inside what was right and was determined to do it if not for anything, but to shame his father at the end and be like Jesus Christ. He loved his mother so much and was happy she never bugged his life.