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“My truth must be annoying to your demons,” he continues to taunt me. “Don’t worry, I won’t press any charges for that. But you better bet your ass I'm going to make you pay. You’d be lucky if I didn’t tell your father your little secret right now in front of all of his colleagues. I'm sure that would hurt him to his core.”
“Fuck you, Kyle!” I say, trying to keep my voice down.
“Hey, hey, what’s going on here?”
Marc rushes over to intervene before I can slap Kyle again. I'm sure he already knows what’s going on. His precious son is here to cause problems for us. Before, I wouldn't have cared at all if my father found out about Marc and me, but not from the mouth of Kyle.
“Let your fuck buddy tell you,” Kyle chuckles.
“That’s enough, Kyle!” Marc shouts. “I don’t know what the hell has gotten into you lately, but you’re going to find yourself on the other side of the door if this continues.”
Kyle doesn’t seem phased at all. He looks like he’s enjoying every bit of this havoc he’s caused, and he wants more of it. I'd like for Marc to take him outside and slap him around a lot more than I can. I know Kyle is his son and everything, but he’s an asshole.
“When are you going to tell Jeppie that you've been sleeping with his daughter?” Kyle spits. “It’s obvious. And don’t tell me I don’t know what I'm talking about because I can smell it on you. I smelled it on you the day of her interview.”
The fear in Marc’s eyes reveals the truth that Kyle has been after all this time. He doesn't say anything to confirm it, but he doesn’t have to. I want him so badly to look away, but he can’t. He's stuck wondering how Kyle knows and probably if anyone else can sense what Kyle has.
“You’re fired,” Marc says, his voice low and unsure. “I want your office cleaned out tomorrow. We're done with this.”
“No, I'm done with you.” Kyle fires back. “You can fire me all you want, but I'm done covering up the truth. This will all come back to haunt you in ways you’ve never imagined. Mark my words, Marc.”
They have a brief stare off like two wild lions before Kyle finally walks away. I can tell that Marc is hurt, scared, nervous, so am I. So, where do we go from here?
“He knows.” I panic once Kyle is gone. “He knows what we’re doing, and he threatened to tell my dad right here in front of everyone. What are we going to do, Marc?”
“Shit.” Marc sighs and puts his hands on his hips. “Just relax and act like nothing's happened. We'll figure this out later.”
We're both staring in the direction that Kyle went, not knowing what to do or what to say. Not to each other, not to my father, and certainly not to Kyle. I never want to see Kyle again. Never want to hear his voice again. I should call this whole thing off with Marc right now. It’s probably for the best.
“Fuck,” he whispers. “Jeppie’s done with his speech and is coming this way. Try not to lead onto anything too much. Let me do the talking.”
I'm so nervous right now, my hands are shaking. I never thought that when the time came to face the facts in front of my dad, I'd be a nervous wreck. I thought for sure I'd be able to put my big girl pants on and own up to this thing I have going on with Marc. Now, in the face of doom, I feel completely different.
“What was all that about?” My dad’s face is full of concern and embarrassment.
“Kyle,” Marc sighs. “I had to fire him just now. He can’t seem to get over his beef with Felicia and said some pretty nasty things to her. I don’t know what’s gotten into him lately, but he’s changed.”
I keep my mouth shut, still in awe about what just happened. And even more nervous because I don’t want my dad to find out this way. He'll be crushed. I can’t do that to him in front of his colleagues and friends.
Marc and I should have never started fooling around. I knew it was wrong from the very beginning. I knew it would cause problems for him and my dad, their friendship. I just can't get away from the feeling of bliss Marc gives me.
“You fired him?” my dad frowns. “Wow, has he really been that bad?”
“Terrible,” Marc says. “He’s got this crazy anger streak in him. I don't know where it’s stemming from, but I'll get down to the bottom of it. I'm sorry for the outburst and any inconveniences we may have caused.”
“It’s okay.” My dad says. “And what about you, Felicia, are you alright?”
I clam up. I don’t want to say the wrong thing and make the situation worse, but no. I'm not okay. I want to tell my dad everything. About Marc and me. About what Kyle called me. But I can’t. I have to keep this a secret until the proper time comes about.
“Yeah,” I say. “I’m fine. He’s just annoying. That's all.”
He doesn't look like he believes me, because I can’t believe myself. Kyle is annoying as hell, but it’s a lot more than just him being annoying.
“Are you sure?” he asks. “What did he say to you?”
“It’s fine, Dad.” I quickly shut him down because I know how my dad is about me. “I’ll be fine. Promise.”
While my dad is hugging me, I look at Marc. The amount of guilt on his face is enough for a conviction. I can tell he feels just as bad as I do about this, but it probably won’t stop either of us from continuing our guilty pleasure. If we were smart, we’d back away from each other right now. But I don’t see that happening.
