Lust and Wrath

Chapter 23

Scott's Point of View-

Daniel waved to me as I exited his house. Once he closed the doors, I stopped and rapidly pumped my fist in front of my chest. It was tomorrow, the school's stupid lock in, and he had invited me. It was stupid, but at least we could hang out together.

Now that I realized that our houses were practically across the street, it made me even more excited. I didn't know that the rental car from across the street was still theirs, I suppose it would've made sense since he barely transferred here.

I walked up my driveway, and went into my house. "Son," a fat, grotesque man said, standing in front of me. Of course it would be my father, no other. "We need to talk, now," He said, already walking in front of my room door, and standing in front of it. Fuck no, I don't feel like remorsing about why and how he fucked my life up.

"Shut up," I hissed at him, closing the door. "Just sign this shit, will you?" I commanded, taking and holding out the paper in front of him. Normally, I wouldn't be talking to my parents like this, but he's an exception; an old fat man, what is he going to do to me? And plus, I'm practically an adult now anyways, he isn't in charge of me. His brown eyes were kept trained on me, "Only if you'll sit down and talk," He said, moving from the door, and to the living room table.

He pulled out one of the chairs, and sat down. For a while, we stared at each other, waiting for one of us to make a move. I had an intention to just barge straight into my room, and lock it, but something told me that this was going to mean a lot to Daniel, so if anything, I should at least do this for him. I groaned in annoyance, slumped over to the table, and took a seat.

"What is it," I blurted out, looking at him with fire in my eyes.

"You can't keep staying mad at me for such a ridiculous thing," he began. Here we fucking go.

"It was just a vacation, okay? Just a vacation. I can understand that 'love on first sight' deal, but you knew we couldn't stay there. I'm sorry, but we already have a home here in America, and we can't just suddenly move to another country. I'm sorry that your boyfriend," he choked on the boyfriend part. I had already came out of the closet many years ago, and he accepted it, but he was just still a little disappointed inside. Just knowing that made me even more pissed.

"I'm sorry that your boyfriend left you, and that we couldn't stay there. But son, not everything in life goes the way it's expected to go, you have to understand that. I had to do this for us, I'm barely making enough money as it is," he waves his arms around at me. 'Barely making enough money' is an overstatement, coming from the fatass who sits on the couch all day. "Whatever," I snarked back. I didn't want to listen to any of the crap he had to say, I'm through with it.

"So, are you going to stop being mad at me?" He asked. Obviously not, but I had to lie to him just this once if I was going to get him to sign the paper. "Yeah, whatever, just sign this, please," I said, choking on the 'please' part, but I had to add it in so he would believe me. His face brightened up, and he took the paper from me, signing it. I feel bad for the fatass, our mother left the jerk for a good reason, but that doesn't give him the right to just take away my love from me.

"Thanks," I said, when he handed it back to me, and then I went straight into my room, and shut the door. Honestly, I just wanted to choke myself. I hope Daniel will be happy, and I hope this whole lock-in won't be a boring piece of shit. This won't be like a date or something, no, who has dates at their schools?

I take all of my clothes off, and decide to go take a shower. I have a walk-in bathroom in my room, so I don't need to step out of my own room. I prepare the hot water, and put my phone on the sink counter just in case, then step inside in order to relax my thoughts. Today was, pretty interesting. This morning, I thought Daniel would've been done with me, but he came back later and actually gave me a chance. He's so nice, and any guy would be lucky to have him, but he's mine.

I grin like a little moron over my thoughts. I wonder if he feels the same way about me?

I soak my hair with water, and then cover it with shampoo for a few minutes. Afterwards, I wash it all off, and move on to cover my face with conditioner. It isn't much longer until I heard my phone vibrate repeatedly. I said I'd call Daniel, but I guess it's been a while, and he wants to call me now. I'm already stepping out of the shower, and I cover myself with the towel on the hanger, and grab my phone. His number is on the center of the screen, flashing.

I slide the button, and then we begin a call.

"Hey, Daniel, what's up?" I try to sound cool and relaxed.

"Hi Scotty," he says. He already has a silly petname for me, it's adorable.

"Hey, have you met my mum before?" He asks out of the blue. I don't think I've met his mom before? In fact, that was the only time I've seen her at his house. "No," I reply. "Why?"

"Heh, I don't know, she's just saying she's met you before or something, sorry." His tone of voice sounds almost as confused as me, so he has no idea of what's going on. "It's okay," I reassure him.

"So, are you ready for tomorrow, I got the paper signed," my voice sounds high at the end, fuck. I hear him gasp from the other side of the line, so he must be really happy. "Yay, we're going to have a blast tomorrow!" He says. I love to see him happy like this, his accent mixed in with his voice is just so adorable.

I dry myself off completely, and go back into my room as we continue to talk into the phone. There wasn't much for us to talk about, so we just talked about Brianna, and how much of a bitch she was. He admitted he wasn't as angry as her when he found out the truth of what happened, which shocked me a little. Did he even care that she almost tore apart this thing we could've had together?

"Well, I know, but it's not all of her fault," he continues. Obviously he didn't know what was happening behind the scenes, he was too blind to even notice that she liked him.

"I mean, she didn't even know that I was gay, did she? I don't blame her for not knowing my sexuality at first." He then pauses. "But, I still agree with you, what she did was stupid, horrible, and I should report her for it."

"Do it," I encourage him. That bitch needs to know her place.

"Eh, I'll see," he says lightly. "Well, I have to go now." It's already night-time outside, and before the lock-in even begins tomorrow, we have to go through the whole day of school.

"Goodnight Scotty," he giggles afterwards.

"Night, babe." I say, showing off my petname for him. He giggles again through the line.

I then hang up, and sigh from exhaustion. It's been a long, hardass day, and I need some sleep.