[ WP ] Do n't leave me , you 're my best friend .

After hours of theological debates, his arguments were finally starting to fall apart. 
 
 `` What about Missy Jones, You wo n't be able to marry her if you leave.'' 
 
 `` Fuck, I think she's hot, I do n't want to marry her. I want my life back Roger.'' We were stupid kids, no family to speak of, nothing going for us and thought getting involved in a church would be good. Half a decade later, I woke in our compound on the eve of my arranged marriage and realized that things had gotten out of hand. `` Ca n't you see this is a cult?'' 
 
 Roger stared silently for a few seconds, out of arguments, then said, `` Do n't leave me, you're my best friend.'' 
 
 `` Roger,'' *Goddamnit* I slumped back into my chair, `` Roger, you know you'll always be my brother but I ca n't stay. I ca n't...'' He kept looking at me, this was so much harder then I imagined. `` Its my life. I wo n't force you to come with me. If you ever want out, give me a call.'' 
 
 `` Love you bro,'' he said, giving me a huge, unmanly hug that I once would have mocked him for. 
 
 `` Love you too. Tell Missy I'm sorry.'' I almost asked if he would tell on me, but this was Roger. No matter how much he bought into this bullshit, he would n't turn me into God himself.
