Revenge

The Interference

                                                                                    Roberts P.O.V.

It was day three of rehearsal for 1776. I was cast as the lead role of John Adams, by Peter the most judgemental casting director I've ever encountered. He's tough on us and expects us to be at the top of our game all of the time. Considering my age, I've been having some troubles during rehearsals, but I was recently introduced to Mario. He plays a minor role but always makes an effort to help me out when I need it. I've yet to tell Sol about my relationship with Mario, but I'm worried he would get jealous as he did with Jojo at the hospital where I recovered from my heart attack. After today's rehearsal, Mario offered me a ride home on his motorcycle. I knew Sol would be upset, but I didn't want to hurt Mario's feelings so I accepted the gesture. I asked Mario to drop me off at the corner of the street so Sol wouldn't notice us, but that didn't end up working out as I intended it would.

                                                                                      Sol's P.O.V.

As I was walking with Carl down the street, I saw a motorcycle light flicker in the distance. Interested, I wanted to see what was happening. After getting closer, I see two men on the motorcycle. But faintly, I saw Robert's face through the street lights. While I saw them, I heard Robert singing the lead song that he always sings, but with the other man. This freaked me out so I grabbed Carl and ran towards my house. When arriving, I ran to my liquor stash that I've been hiding from Robert, and took the aged scotch that Robert and I have been saving. As I chugged some of it down, I heard a key jiggle from the porch. I held the scotch firmly in my hand to make sure that he got the point. "Robert!" I scowled. "What's wrong?" he said, sounding fakely concerned. " I saw you with your little friend, Jim!" I said firmly. Robert muttered, "His name is Mario..." "Oh, so you're hanging out with a little motorcycle-kart racer?!" I exclaimed putting the most emotion in my facial expression. "So, I see you've opened my prized possession of scotch." he said. As he walked through the hallway, I shouted, "I just want to know what's happening!" I stomped to the kitchen, grabbed my phone and decided to gossip to Frankie.

( Authors Note : Ik this chapter was fairly short, but there will be more to come :) )