Absolutely Forbidden || sahyounie

23. Starlights Over Hyannis Port

(A/N: Yay, a new update! Just giving you fair warning, this vacation series is going to star a bunch of famous people I love and admire. This one is about the Kennedys. If you don't like the Kennedys, DO NOT talk crap about them in the comments section. I love and admire them and will defend every argument anyone has about them.  It makes me angry that people find it easy to judge them. Because they drink, smoke, and a small percentage of them are womanizers. Please tell me the name of a perfect person who doesn't have a single defect. They are good people who did a lot for this country and are continuing to do a lot. So don't judge what they do in the privacy of their homes, judge what they do in their public lives. But no. Haters need to talk about them and say things that happened privately. Why don't you mention every good thing they did? JFK was a great president. RFK fought for civil rights. Ethel did too. The new generation is trying to help the country. So lets see your great accomplishments first, if you want to judge them. That's right, you have none. He who is free of sin shall cast the first stone. Sorry for the rant guys, that was for the haters. For the rest of you, only peace and love. Thank you for supporting me. I love you. xoxo. Please enjoy this new chapter.)

Starlights Over Hyannis Port

The next morning, my family was down in the kitchen. Mum wanted to make some breakfast for Mr. & Mrs. Parker. All of us were helping out until I pulled Daniel away from our parents, making sure to grab his right wrist to check if he was the pervert. There was no expression of pain on his face. He was in the clear, for now.

I pulled him into the hallway and his brown eyes a stared into mine with curiosity. “What’s wrong?”

“Did you sneak into my room last night?” I asked him.

He replied, “No. Why?” I really had to pay attention to his face. When he’s lying to me, he smacks his lips together and looks away from my gaze. He isn’t aware that he does it, its like a subconscious thing he does.

I was relieved when he was able to stare directly into my eyes, yet I was also distraught. Relief because it wasn’t Daniel, but a sense of fear because now there was a possibility that it was my dad’s bestfriend. What would happen if it turned out to be him? Would it ruin their friendship? “Someone was in my room during the night and I think it was Mr. Parker.” I told him in a low voice to make sure no one would hear us.

I saw the anger in his eyes as he exclaimed, “What?!”

I clamped a hand over his mouth. “Don’t talk so loud. Look, you need to help me. If its him, I have a plan.” I brought my lips close to his ear and told him what I had in mind.

Both of us walked into the kitchen and sat around the table, waiting for the Parkers to get up. After a few minutes, Mr. Parker came in, fixing a tie around his neck and looking like a handsome executive. I paid special attention to his right wrist and gasped when I saw a bandage around it.

I made eye signals at Skip and he narrowed his eyes at our dad’s friend. “What happened to your wrist, Mr. Parker?” My brother asked him.

“Oh, this?” He asked with a smile, lifting up his right hand for all of us to see. “My wife Jen accidently closed the door on my wrist.” His reason sounded legit, but I still was sure it was him. No one else in the house had an injured wrist.

My brother wasn’t willing to eat up the lie. “That’s tragic.” Skip said sarcastically.

“Brother.” I elbowed him. He needed to stick to the plan and not make it so obvious that we knew what was really happening.

“Where’s Jen?” My mum asked him.

“She left to work early in the morning. She works at Disney Animation Studios and she starts early.” He explained. His lips formed into a perfect smile. It was still impossible to believe he was almost the same age as my dad.