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Standing In Shadows - 38. Epilogue
SIS Epilogue
Our fun was short lived. After Mom went to work Dad ran into Amber’s Mom at the bank. Being a progressive parent, she let it slip that Amber was up at a cabin staying with some friends. Dad easily linked her to Jenny and Katy. So when Dad’s voice growled on the other side of the door my eyes shot open and I heard Clinton groan when I pulled away from him to sit up in bed. I knew the sound of his pounding fist all too well by now.
“Clinton,” I whispered, shaking him. “Hide!”
“Don’t bother Corey I know he’s in there with you,” Dad said and I heard the doorknob turn, but the door stayed shut. He was hesitating, scared to see what was on the other side of the door.
“I’m sorry,” I said blushing, “we’re mostly decent.”
“Says you,” Clinton said and I looked down and saw his morning wood straining against his boxer briefs.
“Get your asses covered,” Dad barked and knowing we only had a few moments until he barged in anyway I stood and looked around for my shorts. Then I swore remembering they were still down in the dining room where we played strip poker. Thinking about Dad quietly inspecting the cabin and finding the vodka bottles and our clothes scattered around made me grimace as I unzipped my bag. I nearly squeaked when I saw the condoms and shoved the box deeper inside before grabbing a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. When I looked up and saw Clinton lay back down I shook my head.
“What the fuck are you doing?” I whispered glancing over my shoulder to the door.
“I’m dead anyway might as well do it happily,” he answered and I laughed. Hearing me laugh Dad threw the door open and stormed inside.
“Clinton, get you some clothes on,” Dad ordered, turning to me.
“Dad,” I said, “I’m sorry.”
“The hell you’re sorry,” Dad hissed, “couldn’t break just one of our rules you had to check them off one by one.”
“Did you expect anything different out of Andy?” I asked hoping Andy would forgive me for throwing him under the bus.
“Andy!” Dad bellowed, “you should see this place.”
“It can’t be that bad, we all went to bed after…” I started then coughed reaching up and scratching the back of my head. “After a game.”
“Of strip poker,” Dad hissed. “Imagine my surprise when I step through the front door, a door you dumbasses left completely unlocked to find Andy bare assed on the couch.”
“I remember putting his shorts back on him,” I countered shying away from the look on his face.
“Well obviously they didn’t stay that way,” he said every word sounding like it came from the depths of his throat.
“Riley Corey Wells get your butt down here now!” Mom yelled from the bottom of the stairs and I gulped looking at Dad.
“Yes sir, I went by and got her too,” Dad said, crossing his arms. “I knew she’d want to see this.”
“Damn,” I hissed and Clinton did get out of bed and shyly dressed while Dad turned and looked out into the hallway.
When we both were dressed he led us out of the bedroom. As we started down the stairs I saw Mom standing at the bottom, the name tag still on her shirt. Her arms were crossed and when she saw me I offered her a small smile and when her lips turned white I looked away, knowing she was about to explode. It was rare for her to do so, but hopefully she would save it for the car ride home. Looking away though, I saw Amber and everyone lined up around the back of the couch all staring up at me. Andy was wearing my shorts from last night and looked like he wanted to disappear. Keith was standing beside him trying to keep from laughing. Amber and Bryan looked completely trashed and hung over. Katy looked scared to death and Cameron was holding her, not taking his eyes off Dad. Jenny inched towards me, but then looked at Mom and stopped, her face flushed. The living room and kitchen was completely messed up and I glanced behind me to Clinton who was also taking in the state of the cabin.
“I got my second wind,” Andy said elbowing Keith when he snickered, “so Amber, Keith, Jenny, and Bryan stayed up all night with me.”
“Not another word, until everything is cleaned up and spotless,” Mom ordered and despite the embarrassment of having my parents barging in on me I bit back a smile. I couldn’t help thinking that after we all got out of trouble, probably when school started back. We could look back on this night and laugh. Though when I would look back and remember, what I will hold on to is how I told a guy I loved him and he said it too.
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