Valentines Special

Part 3

-Kier's POV-

"So, Barrone, how's Drew?" I smirk.

He lets out a small smile. "He's alright, I guess. He's a good kid."

I laugh at the sound of this. "I've never expected to hear someone like you to say that."

He takes a hint of offence at the sound of this. "Someone like me?" He checks.

"Yeah, you know, you're one of those rich types." I tell him bluntly.

"I haven't been well off my whole life." He tells me simply.

"I'm sure that your attraction to men has made it very difficult for you." I point out.

He seems a little irritated to have had this brought up but I pay it no mind.

"Do you let Drew at all spend time, y'know, having fun?" I check cheekily.

"Excuse me?" Barrone challenges, getting very defensive.

"I mean, have you let him spend time with girls, or even guys?" I ask.

"Kier, if you're suggesting that-" He warns.

"-He's wound up pretty tight. The boy needs some time to loosen up." I suggest.

"He's fifteen!" He stresses.

"And? I was fourteen when I-" I shrug.

"-Eugh! I don't want to know. Do you really want that for Drew?" He argues.

"What's wrong with growing up?" I retort.

"G-growing up? That's what you're calling it? Are you completely out of your mind?" He starts yelling. "How can you claim responsibility when you are asking me for permission to completely violate his trust?"

"Violate his trust? How would he feel if he found out how much you're keeping from him?" I counter.

"Just shut your mouth, Kier, you really don't want to go there." He snarls viciously at me.

"Then how comes you and Marco spend so much time together, being intimate, when you won't allow the same thing for Drew?" I challenge.

He shakes his head angrily. "Kier, what goes on in my personal life is none of your business. Drew has never expressed an interest in other people in that way. If he did fall in love with someone who loves him back just as much, I'd have no other choice but to allow it." He explains.

"Why are you so reluctant? Can't he just have a fun time like the rest of us?"

"Kier, I might not know much about you but I think that you would've gone through a lot of heartbreak to get to the point you're at. I don't want the same for Drew. You've seen how he can be sometimes when something reminds him of his parents. That kind of pain is already more than I feel he deserves, imagine what he'll be like after his first heartbreak. You can't possibly want that for a friend, let alone a child!"

"A child, huh? I bet he'd be real mad if he heard you call him that." I smirk.

"He's a fool but I know that he isn't here. If you had the slightest idea what your actions would do to him, you are twice the fool he is!" He tells me harshly.

"You're not his father. I don't need to ask you for permission for anything." I tell him just as harshly, observing as he physically winces at the sound of this. "Time for a reality check. Drew is an orphan, he does not need some rich man treating him like a son, what he needs is some love – the kind he can only get from a woman." I add to have the last word before leaving the room.

-

"Hey Drew, how're ya doing?" I greet when I see him on the way back to his room.

"Y-yeah, I'm okay." He replies, looking a little tired.

"I was thinking, we should go somewhere together. I know a place we can go where it could be fun." I suggest.

"Sorry, I can't do any more fighting today." He tries to explain.

"I promise, there'll be no fighting involved. It's just I know you've been working hard and I figured you'd appreciate it if I show you what I do to relax." I offer.

He gives me a torn look for a moment before simply agreeing. "Yeah, okay. I think I can try it."

"Brilliant." I smile. "You won't regret this." I add, guiding him to one of my favourite clubs.

"What is this place?" He asks a little innocently when he sees the usual activities going on.

"You'll see soon enough, there's nothing to really be afraid of." I tell him.

He still looks a little nervous, making me genuinely smile.

"Have you ever..." I check.

He shakes his head nervously. "Sorry, I should be leaving." He murmurs but I stop him.

"Drew, this is what a lot of people your age do when it's their first time." I remind him.

He still looks around awkwardly. "I don't know if this is my thing to be honest." He tells me.

"There's the choice of guys too if that's what you're into." I smirk.

He glares at me while a group of women head over to us and guide us to a table.

I immediately get distracted by all the female attention, failing to notice Drew's increasing anxiety.