Chapter 29 Can You Keep A Secret? General
POV
No one else has seemed to notice, how hard to believe that might sound. Because despite them acting like friends, like they always do, they have made a few mistakes.
Take last week for example.
Flashback
It
was the day after Lisa's birthday and she and Randy went to her house
to study. At least, that's how it started. But after nearly ten
minutes of trying not to stare at each other, they started to study
other things than their books. Soon, they are on her bed, already
half undressed and heavily making out. Meanwhile, Tim is going
up a ladder, leading to the roof of the Taylor house, to fix the
satellite dish. Jill tried to stop him, but who can really stop the
"Tool man"? Anyway, he's halfway up the ladder when
he hears a noise coming from Wilson's backyard. He turns around and
looks right into Lisa's bedroom window. The sight he sees, makes him
loose his grip on the ladder and with a yell, he starts to
fall. Randy and Lisa hear the yell and recognize Tim's voice.
They jump off the bed and quickly get dressed. As Tim lands on
the ground, Jill rushes outside. 'What happened?' 'They...
Lisa and Randy.. the window..' He tries breathlessly. Jill just
raises her eyebrows at him. 'Just, come with me.' He pulls her
towards Wilson's house. The door is still open and he rushes
upstairs, Jill in tow, just very confused. He forcefully opens
the door. 'Aha!' Randy and Lisa just look at him with innocent
faces and study books on their laps. 'Hi, dad. What are you
doing here?' 'But you... I saw you on the bed.. you
were..' 'We were what? We were just studying, dad.' Lisa nods
in agreement. Jill folds her arms 'But I saw you..' Jill rolls her eyes
and grabs her husband's arm. 'Let's go Tim, you really fell on
your head again, huh? Maybe we should head to the emergency
room.' 'But Jill, I saw them, I did, they weren't studying..'
Randy and Lisa can hear them arguing all the way down the hall,
before breathing a sigh of relief. 'That was close.' Randy
tells her. 'Yes, it was. Now, how about I close the blinds
this time and we can finish what we started.' She smiles
seductively. He smiles back. 'I like the way you think.' End
of flashback.
They were almost caught plenty of times, but somehow, the others still don't get it. Maybe they're all just too busy with their own lives to really notice, like last time.
But today, that might just change...
Randy and Lisa'Come on, I think the coast is clear.' Randy says as he opens the front door. He takes his girlfriend's hand and leads her inside.
'Are you sure about this? What if we get caught?' He smiles at her.
'We don't have a choice. You can't get into your own house. Would you rather get caught with spaghetti sauce in your hair and clothes? Because it's kind of hard to miss.'
'Oh, right.. I almost forgot about that. I can't believe we started a food fight in the school cafeteria.' They both smirk at the memory.
'Well, we had to do something. I mean, you remember what they were doing to those new kids. Someone had to stand up for them.' They share a kiss.
'yeah, you're right. Now let's hope no one will find out it was us.' They kiss again.
'Did you eat meat?'
'What? No.' Randy licks his lips and pulls a disgusted face.
'Are you sure? I could swear I tasted meatloaf.' Lisa rolls her eyes.
'Yes, I'm sure. Now let's go take that shower before anyone comes home.' She starts up the stairs.
'I'm looking forward to it.' He wiggles his eyebrows and runs up the stairs, grabs her and she yelps. She giggles, while he chases her into the bathroom and closes it behind them.
Brad and MarkAs son as the bathroom door closes, Brad and Mark come into the house through the garage.
'You know, if I didn't know better, I'd think you still lived here. I mean, you're here almost every day.' Mark says to Brad.
'I am not. And besides, haven't you missed me?' He grins and ruffles Mark's hair, who pulls away.
'Ugh, not exactly. It's hard to miss you when you never leave.' Brad just sticks out his tongue. 'Oh, real mature, Brad. And you're how old again?' Brad grins and heads to the fridge, grabbing a snack.
The doorbell rings.
'I'll get it.' Mark rushes to the door. he opens it to reveal a delivery guy.
'Hi, I've got a package here for a Tim Taylor?'
'Oh, that's my dad. I'll take it.' The guy gives him a folder.
'Ok, just sign here.' He does and takes the package.
'Thanks, bye!' he closes the door and brings the package towards the table and sets it on top.
'Who was that?' Brad asks with his mouth full.
'A delivery guy. He brought a package for dad.' Brad heads over to the dining table, while Mark grabs his homework.
'A package for dad? I wonder what's in it.' Brad picks up the box and starts to shake it lightly, trying to find out what's in it.
'Brad, what are you doing? Give me the package, you'll break whatever is in it.'
'Why would I give it to you? I'm the oldest, I get to hold it.' Mark rolls his eyes and walks towards him.
'Are you sure you're the oldest? You seem like a six year old right now.'
'Shut up.' He shakes it again.
'Brad, just give me the package.' Mark grabs the other end of the package and tries to pull it from Brad's grasp.
'No, I want to know what's in it.'
'Brad, stop acting like a child. I don't know what's gotten into you, but I really don't feel like the youngest today.'
'Whatever, Mark. You're just jealous, because I'm cool and you're not.'
'Yeah, that's it. Wow, I'm really starting to sound like Randy with the sarcastic comments.' The keep pulling on the box, until all of a sudden it slips out of their grasps and falls to the ground. They can hear shattering of whatever is inside and both look up in shock.
'Oh no.. dad is going to kill us..' Mark exclaims.
'You don't know that. Maybe it's not important.' Mark takes a look at the box.
'Yeah, what could be important coming from an auto-shop in New York...' They both shake their heads.
'Damn it.. What are we going to do?'
'We should hide it. We'll just pretend we never got the package. Dad will never know.'
'Yeah, until the auto-shop calls to ask him why he hasn't paid yet.' Mark reminds Brad.
'Oh, we are so screwed... Unless.. unless we tell him it was already broken.'
'And how would we know that? We never opened the box.'
'Maybe we should. Maybe we can find out what the damage is and repair it or at least buy a new one. of whatever it is.'
'But we're not telling him..' Mark stops talking and he and Brad raise their eyebrows as they hear a sudden squeal coming from upstairs.
'What was that?' Brad asks.
'I don't know. Let's go find out.' They head upstairs with caution. As they near the bathroom, girlish giggling can be heard from inside, alongside Randy's voice. They look at each other in confusion and slight amusement.
Brad knocks on the door. Immediately, it's quiet. 'Randy? We heard you talking. What's going on in there?' Mark puts a hand on his mouth to keep himself from bursting into laughter. After a few minutes, Randy's voice is heard again.
'Um, just a minute. I'll be right out.' They wait, until the door opens and Randy pokes his head around the door, his hair dripping wet and he's wearing a towel around his waist. 'Did you need anything, Brad?'
'I thought I heard a girl laughing.' Randy looks worried.
'Um, no, that was me.' Brad raises his eyebrows.
'Really? You were giggling like a girl? And you were talking to yourself?'
'Um, yeah, I was. So now that we've cleared that up, do you mind, I was taking a shower. Excuse me.' he tries to close the door, but Brad puts his foot between the door. 'Um, Brad, it's kind of hard to close the door when your foot is in the way.' Brad pushes against the door and Randy tries his best to stop him, but he can feel his towel slipping and he decides to pull it up. That gives Brad the advantage he needs and the door flies open, revealing a shocked Lisa, holding a towel and screaming.
'Lisa?' Brad starts to laugh as he realizes what's going on. 'Oh my god... you were in here together?' Lisa and Randy have now turned crimson and mark steps in, laughing as well.
'Oh man, mom and dad are going to kill you when they find out...' They look up in fear.
'You're not going to tell them, are you?' Lisa asks them.
'Are you kidding? This is great. Hey, Mark! Do you realize we could totally use this to cover up breaking dad's package? If we tell him about this, he'll be so distracted, he won't even notice.' Mark stops laughing and hits Brad upside the head. he now stops laughing as well.
'What did you do that for?' Mark glares at him and Brad looks at Randy and Lisa, realizing his mistake.
'Wait, you broke a package for dad?' Randy starts.
'Well, yeah, but it might not be important.'
'It wouldn't happen to come from an auto-shop in New York, right?' Now Mark and Brad look worried.
'It did, why?'
'Wow.. You know, I don't think dad will kill us. He'll kill you first.'
'What, why? What's in the package?' Brad asks with worry.
'Why would I tell you?'
'We promise we won't tell mom and dad about you and Lisa showering together. Please!' Randy smiles in triumph.
'Alright, just let us get dressed first.'
After half an hour everyone has agreed not to tell about Lisa and Randy showering together or that Brad and Mark broke the one of a kind '59 convertible headlights, Tim had specially ordered from New York. Brad and Mark put the box in the garage.
They're watching tv as Tim and Jill come in through the garage door.
'Hi guys.' Jill greets them.
'Hey.' They all reply from the couch.
'Guys? What happened to this package? I ordered these headlights weeks ago. But they're broken.' He walks in with the now open package. he looks a the kids and they all keep looking at the tv. If they would look up, either one might see the guilty look on Brad and Mark's faces.
'Uh, hello? Anybody here? Guys, up here, please.' They turn around and try to look like they have no idea.
'Oh, hey dad. What's going on?' Brad asks him with a smile.
'I just found this package in the garage. I was just wondering what happened to it, since the headlights in here are broken.'
'Oh, I'm sorry to hear about that.'
'Cut the crap. What happened to the package? Guys? Anyone?' Brad and Mark want to talk, but no words come out as Tim looks very angry right now. 'Brad?' The minute Tim calls his name, he looses control.
'Randy and Lisa were in the shower together!' he blurts out and Randy and Lisa's eyes widen in shock. They both smack Brad as Jill looks at them in shock and steps closer.
'Excuse me?'
'Mark and Brad broke your headlights, dad. They were arguing over the box and dropped it.' Randy ads with a smile directed towards Brad and Mark, whose mouth open up.
'Unbelievable.. I paid a lot of money for these headlights. They don't make them anymore. Who is going to repay this? Huh?' Tim yells at them, while Jill looks at him in disbelief.
'Tim, who cares about your stupid headlights! Randy and Lisa were in the shower together.. Focus!'
'Stupid headlights? These are not stupid, Jill. I looked all over for these. I had to specially order them from New York, they were very expensive!'
'Oh, shut up, Tim. Brad, Mark, you're paying for those headlights out of your own pockets.' All of them have gotten up off the couch and Randy and Lisa are sneaking towards the back door. 'You two, sit!' They look fearfully and head back towards the couch. 'Brad, Mark, out!' They smile and high-five each other. Jill glares at them. 'Oh, you're not getting away with this. We'll come up for more punishment later.' Their smiles fade and they head upstairs.
Tim is still looking at the headlights, with a sad and angry look. 'Just look at them, they're ruined.'
'Tim!' he looks up startled at Jill's yelling.
'What?' he looks at the sheepish looks on his middle son's and neighbour's faces. 'Oh, right.'
'Well? What do you have to say for yourself?' Jill asks them.
'We needed to take a shower and Lisa couldn't find her house key. I couldn't just not let her shower.'
'So you jump into the shower together? Ever heard of taking turns?'
'Well yeah, I guess we could have done that.' Randy and Lisa both look at their hands.
'You think?! Unbelievable... I can't believe you two.. in our shower? What were you thinking?'
'Mom, it was just a shower. Nothing happened.'
'Oh, that's a relief!'
Tim seems to be in deep thought.
'Wait, hold up a second. Why were you two in the shower together? I thought you were friends?' Lisa and Randy look at each other and then look down again. A light bulb seems to go off in Tim's head. 'You're together? Since when?' He looks happy about it, which makes Lisa and Randy confused.
'Um, a few weeks. Since New Year's Eve.'
'Wow. And you've kept it a secret this whole time?'
'Well, it wasn't easy. I mean, we had to..' Lisa starts.
'Excuse me? What happened to the scolding and the punishment?'
'Oh, come on, honey. They're in love.' Jill glares at him.
'As happy as I am that they're finally together again, that doesn't justify what they did.'
'It was just a shower, honey. They said nothing happened.'
'Right. And that's why I found a pack of condoms in Randy's desk drawer yesterday?' Randy looks up in shock.
'You went through my stuff?' He exclaims.
'Well, at least they're being safe.' Tim offers.
'Tim! How can you say that? This is our son we're talking about.'
'Yeah, I know that. But he's 17 and she's 18. They're old enough and responsible enough for us to trust them. I know you still want to look at him as your baby, but he's not and we both know this wasn't their first time.' Randy and Lisa both turn crimson again at this. 'I know you want to keep him from doing stuff like this and of course he shouldn't do that under our own roof, but we should be glad they're doing it here and not somewhere else, right?'
'Tim..' She warns him.
'Don't worry, they do deserve some form of punishment. How about they're grounded for two weeks?'
'Two weeks?' Randy starts, but Tim gives him a look and he shuts up.
'What do you say, huh? Jill, you're not going to be able to stop them anyway. Come on. Two weeks?'
Jill thinks and seems to struggle with making a decision, before reluctantly agreeing.
'Oh, fine. But if I ever catch you doing this again, I swear...'
'Yes, we know, Jill. Now let's go punish those other two boneheads and let the lovebirds enjoy their house arrest together.' he steers her out the door, under protest.
Randy and Lisa go back to watching tv.
'Well, I guess we're stuck together for two weeks, huh?' He puts an arm around her and they smile.
'Yeah, I guess so. How horrible.' They laugh and she snuggles up to him, while Tim smiles as he watches them through the window and Jill smiles as well. But she still starts smacking Tim for what happened.
-- A/N
Hiya! Hope you like this chapter! Now I know this might not be how
Tim would really react, but it's my story, so I can decide :P Let
me know if you liked it by R&R! Thanks and Love,
Baxxie
