The Tale's Willow

Wicked Life

A/N: I don't know how many Avam fans are in the house (thank you KMelion for introducing me to this ship ;) hehe) but here's my next mini-series. I hope you enjoy. 

Adam Rupp came from a super religious home. He believed in a lot of what the bible said but he couldn't help how he felt about the same and the opposite sexes. His mother set him up on date after date but no female ever interested him. When she started to threaten to engage in an arranged marriage for him, he began making excuses as to why these short "courtships" never panned out.

He had recently graduated from college and was looking for steady employment. Since he had no job, his parents were allowing him to remain in their home as long as he helped around the house. To the tall, blond it seemed like he had taken on more of the cleaning than he ever had growing up! He never said anything, after all it was how he was paying his parents "rent".

As time went on, he began to hate living at home. He read the paper each morning looking for work but he was doing almost everything around the house, including all the cooking. He had almost no privacy. His parents would just walk into his room without knocking anytime they felt like it. He had nearly been caught pleasuring himself on more than one occasion but thankfully his parents had missed it. Things boiled over one night when it was well after 11pm. His mother barged into his room.

"Adam, tomorrow we're having guests over so make the pot roast...." Cindy stated before looking at his laptop, "...what are you watching? (sex noises could be heard by men from the screen) OH MY GOD, ADAM HENRY RUPP! (Cindy looked down at her son and noticed the tent in his pj bottoms) You...you like this? You...you're getting excited about this?"

"Mom...it's...it's not...you need to start knocking before barging into someone's room!" Adam retorted

"This is my house and I'll do as I please, you perverted heathen!" Cindy exclaimed, "Stephen! Get the holy water and anointing oil!"

"What's going on, sweetie?" Stephen asked as he walked into his son's room.

"He's watching gay pornography and he's getting excited about it." Cindy explained, "We need to pray for him. He needs to be anointed to get the evil spirits off of him."

"Mom, there's no 'evil spirits' on me." Adam sighed, "I'm gay."

Cindy looked at her son, jaw opening, eyebrows shooting up. Even Stephen was just staring at his son as if he'd never seen the blond man before. When Cindy regained her senses, she slapped her son hard across the face. His eyes went wide as his hand immediately went up to his now-stinging cheek.

"What the hell was that for?" Adam asked.

"Don't talk that way to your mother!" Stephen shook his finger at the blond.

"Get out! I will not tolerate some perverted, evil, heathen living under my roof! You are no longer welcome here! Do you hear me!" Cindy shouted.

"Where am I going to go? It's past 11pm!" Adam exclaimed.

"I don't care where you go, you sick freak! Just get out of my house before you call down the wrath of God on your father and me!" Cindy retorted (she pointed towards the door, eyes narrowing at her son), "I SAID GO!"

Adam grabbed his backpack and threw a few clothes in it, his wallet, cell & phone charger and his sneakers. He quickly stuffed his laptop and power cord in his bag before Cindy began pushing him out of his bedroom. She grabbed him by his left arm and began dragging him down the stairs. He thought she was going to pull his arm out of its socked before they reached the front door!