And Back Again

Chapter 25

Angel burst into the house, helmet still on his head, eager to fill Zara in on his trip. "Z?" He shouted, his boots clomping loudly as he searched for her. "Where you at?"

"Kitchen," she hollered back to him. "The suspense has been killing me."

They met halfway, Zara's hands still wet from washing dishes, with Angel looking as if he were about to burst.

"Found your mom at the hotel, she was on top of Creep, Z. They were going fucking hard, it was nuts," he explained with a look of shock. "I couldn't fucking believe it."

"She was what?" Zara asked, not nearly as excited or eager as Angel.

"Your mom and Creep, me and Coco found em' in bed," Angel said using more gentle words than he normally would have. "Like IN bed."

"My mom fucked Creeper?" She asked, horrified and furious. "Holly and Creeper? Are you fucking playing with me cause it's not fucking funny, Angel."

Angel drew his head back. "It's not funny, your right, sorry, but I'm not kidding."

"She cheated on my dad," Zara sneered. "What the fuck? I don't even know who the fuck she is! How fucking dare she?"

"Hey," Angel closed the gap between them and cupped her face. "I'm sorry."

"Oh what, did you fuck her too?"

"No," he said sharply. "Apparently only Creep is good enough for Holly."

"Right?" Zara snapped. "She goes off about us, tells me she doesn't want a relationship if I marry you but she can cheat on my dad and ride a Mayan dick with no worries?"

"They split," he told her. "I thought she woulda called and told you before I got in."

Zara's face went white. "They split up?"

"That's what she said, it's why she came down," Angel said sadly. "I told her to call you and tell, I didn't wanna have to tell you but I'm not gonna keep that shit from you."

"I don't even know who she is," Zara sighed. "What a fucking whore. How fucking dare she?"

"Z," Angel said softly. "I get the shit with your dad and what she said about me is fucked but maybe she'll loosen up? Two consenting adults, ya know?"

Zara looked at him, knowing exactly what he was saying and what he was trying to do, and nodded. "I trained you well, you're growing into quite the woke feminist."

"That's me, a regular uhh, Gloria Steinem."

"Oh you're adorable," she laughed. "I'm surprised know her, to be honest."

"Just the name," he shrugged. "Z, call your mom."

"No. I'll call my dad," she sighed. "I'm not talking to Holly, not yet."

"I'm sorry," he said shamefully. "I shoulda not been a dick about it."

Zara pursed her lips and nodded. "Not exactly as hilarious for me as it was for you."

"I didn't think," he said with a frown.

"You're lucky you're pretty," she said with a playful smirk. "I'm gonna go call my dad, Pup's in the yard."

"Good luck," Angel said, giving her hand a squeeze. He watched mournfully as Zara took the steps, to call in private, before heading out to play with Pup.

Bob was sure he knew why Zara was calling and he was mostly right, there was one tidbit that would still be a surprise though.

"Hello?" Bob answered the call as normally as he could.