Devil's Work (Frerard / Priest!Gerard)

Sixteen

Chapter Sixteen

The moment Gerard's car disappeared from view, a feeling of dread and the fact of my unavoidable doom set in. Whilst I was with him I had been distracted from my problems - all my efforts focused on the priest that shouldn't even have been with me in the first place. But as soon as he and his tight jeans were gone all that was left for me to concentrate on was the big house in front of me, and the closed minded couple that lived inside.

Honestly, I was starting to pity Ray now that I could see what he must have to put up with. No wonder he went to such an effort to be the perfect son - that way he never had to face an angry James and glaring Isabel, which was what I received when I stepped into the kitchen.

"Hey" they were both sitting at the table, but I didn't make eye contact with either. I was old enough to know that would've been a mistake.

"Frank sit down" a feeling of déjà Vu settled over me at my aunts words, reminding me of the time when my actual parents had sent me over here. They'd been trying to call for the last few days, and at first I'd just hung up straight away, but now that I was settling in and becoming happy I could feel my resolve crumbling. Maybe next time I would pick up just so they could know I was fine and dandy without them.

Then again, if they found out about this little mishap then it might be a good idea to keep sending them to voicemail.

"I'm good standing" I shot back "just go ahead and yell, I know you want to."

"Fine" Isabel snapped "do you have any idea how utterly ashamed and embarrassed we were to receive a phone call from the police telling us you'd been arrested for trespassing AND vandalism?"

"We though the graffiti had stopped" James shook his head in dismay "and instead it just seems it's grown to trespassing too."

"What did you expect when you took me in exactly?" I raised an eyebrow "you knew about my past and you agreed to have me anyway."

"Yes, so we could put a stop to this!" He cried "you're very lucky they're not pressing charges Frank, or else we'd have to consider far worse punishments for you."

"Exactly, they're not pressing charges so it's okay" I rolled my eyes "and before you feel sorry for her, the woman was a horrible lady who was basically bullying my friend Lynz. I was doing it for her, not because I wanted to go and tag a random house."

James and Isabel exchanged a look that I couldn't quite decode, but for some reason they seemed to relax a bit, their expressions seeming to dim from their once angry pit of rage to a somewhat pissed off but mildly okay look that I much preferred to see. Whatever i had said had had a better effect than I had been hoping for.

"You did this for a girl?" James asked with a guarded expression, to which I nodded.

"Oh thank God" Isabel let a smile appear on her face "you see James? I told you that boy was nothing but a phase."

Wait - did she think...?

"So when do we get to meet this girl huh?" He asked, seeming almost friendly with me for the first time in my life. "I have to say it's a massive weight off our shoulders to know that you've finally realised where your heart actually belongs."

Shit. They thought I was straight. They thought I had a girlfriend.

I paused for a moment to weight up my options. On one hand I could tell them the truth - that me and Lynz were just friends and that I was still a raging homosexual. Maybe missing out the part in which I sucked off father way and entered a somewhat illegal relationship with him.