Begin Again Season Two
Episode 9: Insatiable
Scott arrived at Travis' apartment, thankful that you could find anyone's address on the Internet nowadays. He had gone over and over in his head the night before what he was going to say to Travis. Finally, he decided he simply had to see what Travis had to say for himself. He wanted to know if Travis was remorseful or not.
So, here he was at Travis' doorstep, working up the strength to knock. He didn't end up having to work up the strength, for the door opened.
"What took you so—" Travis cut himself off. "Oh. I thought you were someone else." He nodded at Scott. "Who are you?"
Scott took a deep breath and slowly let it out. He had been so angry, and so ready to give Travis a piece of his mind. Now, seeing him in person was making him clam up.
"What's the matter? You deaf or mute or something?" Travis asked. "I asked you a question. "Who are you?"
Travis' rudeness snapped Scott out of his speechlessness.
"I'm the boyfriend of the girl you hit and killed," Scott said cooly.
"Oh. That Veronica chick?" Travis shrugged. "Sorry about that. She shouldn't have been standing in the middle of the street. It's dangerous to stand in the middle of a New York City street—especially at night. She should have known better."
Scott was suddenly so angry, he could feel his whole face heat up, and he started to shake. "She was getting into a taxi!"
"No, she wasn't. She was standing in the middle of the street like an idiot. You don't stand in streets. Everyone knows that. Well, except for her. I guess she learned her lesson now, didn't she?" Travis asked.
It was that moment, that Scott snapped. With a loud, animalistic cry, he pounced on Travis. It seemed like something out of one of the action movies he loved, or even like one of those jungle documentaries. Scott didn't even feel like he was still in his own mind as he tackled Travis to the ground and began punching him in the face. "It was your fault! You hear me? You're the one who was the idiot! Don't you know how dangerous drag racing is for not only yourself but for others as well? If you want to put yourself in danger, go right ahead. But don't you dare do something so stupid it puts others in danger too!"
Travis took a couple punches, then used all his weight roll Scott off him. He then punched Scott hard in the nose, instantly causing the blood to pour out of Scott's nose.
Scott tried to hit back, but Travis was too strong for him. Now that he had regained his senses and was no longer taken off guard, Travis had the upper hand. He punched Scott in the stomach and mouth, and then in both eyes.
"Hey, hey, what on earth is going on here?" Travis' father asked, standing in the doorway. He quickly ran over to his son and Scott, and pulled Travis off Scott.
Travis cried out in anger. "Don't you ever try to take me on like that again! You hear me?" he yelled. He kicked Scott in the ribs.
Scott cried out in pain.
"You won't win," Travis warned him.
"Travis, knock it off this instant!" Robert scolded his son.
Travis slunk back a bit. "He started it."
"Yeah, well that didn't mean you had to finish it!" Robert snapped. He turned to Scott, who was slowly standing up. He nodded at him. "Are you okay, Son?"
"I'm not your son!" Scott snapped, shooting him a dirty look. As far as he was concerned, the man who got his girlfriend's killer off was just as bad as his girlfriend's killer. They were both to blame.
"What happened here?" Robert asked, ignoring Scott's rudeness.
Scott wiped his nose with the back of his hand. "What happened here is that your son killed my girlfriend, and you made it so that he doesn't have to pay for what he's done. You both make me sick!"
"Oh, so you're the boyfriend," Robert said in understanding.
"My name is Scott," Scott said coldly.
Robert sighed. "Well, Scott," he said softly, "I'm very sorry for your loss, but my son never meant to kill her. He was just racing with some friends at night. He just wanted to have a little fun."
Scott laughed bitterly. "A little fun? Are you kidding me? Do you know how many lives he put in danger besides my girlfriend? My girlfriend, whom by the way, he hit with his car then took without making sure she was okay!"
Robert remained calm, and handed him a tissue. "I know what my son did was stupid and illegal, but he is paying for it."
"No, he's not! Paying for it is going to jail. It's not having his daddy dish out pocket change to the so called justice system, and living in this cushy apartment. Nor is it doing community service, which is really the same asa a job! And don't even tell me about him losing his license! He should have lost it forever! He killed my girlfriend and doesn't even have to suffer the consequences. She'll never be able to drive again because she's dead. Your son killed her. But does he care? No! He does not! Instead of being remorseful, he calls her an idiot for standing in the middle of the street in New York at night!" Scott was so angry, he was still red and shaking, and right now, he was on the brink of crying. He bunched up the tissue, then held it against his bloody nose.
"My son would never survive in jail. He made one stupid mistake. I'm not going to let him go to jail for who knows how long just because of one stupid night!" Robert said.
"Yeah, well that one stupid mistake, and that one stupid night cost my girlfriend her life!" Scott snapped. He sniffled, feeling drained.
Robert placed a hand over Scott's back, and gently led him outside of the apartment. "Go get your nose fixed up, Son, then get some sleep. Oh, and I wouldn't advise pressing charges against my son for hitting you. Judging by the looks of his face, he wasn't the only one who got some punches in. I got my son out of jail for killing a woman. Don't think I couldn't get him out for a small battery charge. He was just defending himself. You, however, might not be so lucky. You came to my son's apartment and started beating him up in his own home. It's so disgraceful, really."
Scott quickly yanked himself away from Robert. He saw the smug smile on Travis' face, and the look of superiority on Robert's face.
"You two make me sick!" he said.
Robert shrugged. "Hey, all I'm saying is that, you don't report Travis, and he won't report you. I'd say that's rather fair and generous, wouldn't you?" He smiled and winked at Scott.
Scott tossed his bloody nose tissue toward Robert, who quickly stepped out of the way.
"You have a nice day now," Robert said with a smirk and false sincerity before closing the door.
Scott stabbed the elevator's down button his index finger, then stepped into the elevator. He then screamed once the doors closed and he was alone in the elevator.
"You're not going to get away with it!" he yelled to the elevator walls. He kicked one of the walls. "I'll show both him and his ass hole father! They'll pay. Man are they going to pay!" he yelled louder. He kicked the wall again.
~BA~
The elevator doors opened, and I stepped off the elevator, and headed for the apartment complex's exit.
The doorman gave me a look as I left.
"What?" I snapped, before leaving without waiting for an explanation.
For the next three blocks, I walked, trying to figure out how I could make Travis and his father pay. It had to be big. It couldn't be something minor that they would quickly get over. No. I wanted to make them feel the pain that they had caused me. I wanted them to know what it felt like to lose someone they loved.
It was after this thought that I looked up and saw where I was. It was almost like a sign from God except, I don't think God would approve of the next thought that was suddenly filling my head. I was outside of a gun shop.
I stood outside the shop for a moment, and thought long and hard. Did I really have it in me? The more I thought about it, the more I thought of Veronica's sweet face. I heard her laughter in my head, and I replayed all the fun times we had together including the Halloween party that ended up being the last thing we'd ever do together. Then, I pictured her sweet smile right before Travis slammed into her with his car, then took off. Finally, I replayed the scene from earlier with Travis. I replayed him calling her an idiot and beating the crap out of me. I replayed his father being so non-caring, and so protective of his son. I suddenly had no doubt that yes, I had it in me.
I knew I couldn't walk into the gun store looking like a mess. I'd have to head home and get myself looking presentable again. But after I did that, I'd be back. And then Trevor would pay. There was no way in hell I was going to let him off Scott-free. Pun intended.
~BA~
"What happened to you?" Eric asked upon Scott's arrival back at the apartment.
Scott shrugged. "I got into a fight."
"With who?" Eric asked, sounding concerned.
"It doesn't matter. I have it under control," Scott said simply. He headed over to the sink, grabbed a paper towel, then wet the paper towel, and ran it over the blood stain under his nose. Thankfully, his nose had stopped bleeding.
"You look like hell," Eric said, coming up behind him.
"Gee, thanks," Scott said sarcastically.
"Well, you do. Are you all right?" Eric asked.
Scott sighed, and turned around to face him. "I'm fine. I held my own. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go upstairs to shower and change." He pushed passed Eric then, not wanting to be questioned any more by his pesky stepbrother. He knew Eric was just concerned, but he didn't need to be. What he needed was to do was mind his own business so that Scott could take care of what he needed to take care of—on his own.
He got to his room, grabbed some clean clothes, then headed to the bathroom to shower and to get looking presentable so that he could finally purchase the key to all his problems. Or at least, the key to his revenge.
~Begin Again~
"Where is Scott?" Lily asked when she arrived home from work.
Eric shrugged. "I don't know. He took a shower, and I went into my room to watch TV. When I came out to see how he was doing, he wasn't here."
"Where could he have gone?" Lily asked.
Eric shrugged. "I have no idea. I'm worried about him though. He got into a fight."
"What?" Lily placed a hand over her heart. "When? With whom?"
Eric quickly explained to her how Scott had arrived home earlier with his face all messed up. "I asked him who he got into a fight with and he wouldn't tell me. He just said it didn't matter, and that he had it under control."
"Well, obviously it does matter if he got beat up!" Lily said, suddenly even more worried for her son than she already was. "And obviously it's not under control."
The elevator doors opened, and Lily turned around in relief. "Scott?"
"Nope! Just me," Rufus said, stepping out of the elevator.
Lily sighed. "Oh."
"It's nice to know you're so happy that I'm home," Rufus joked as he walked over to her, and pulled her in for a kiss.
She sighed, and gently stroked his cheek. "I'm sorry, Darling. I'm just worried about Scott. According to Eric, he came home with his face all messed up. He said he had gotten into a fight, but wouldn't tell Eric who with."
Concern shown in Rufus' eyes. "He's not here now? Where is he?"
Lily shrugged. "I wish I knew! Oh, Rufus, I'm worried about him! I fear he's worse off than we thought."
"Whom could he have possibly gotten into a fight with?" Rufus asked.
Lily shrugged. "I'd love to know that myself! Gosh, I feel like I need to hire a private investigator to follow him around and report back to us what is going on with in his life."
Eric shook his head. "Please don't. He'd just find out and be super ticked off."
Lily sighed. "Well, I have to do something! I can't just let him go out and get into trouble! What if he gets beat up again?"
"I know where you're coming from, Lil, but as much as we hate it, he's a grown man now. He's capable of making his own decisions. He doesn't need his parents protecting him any longer," Rufus reasoned.
Eric nodded his agreement.
Lily shook her head. "Nonsense! As long as a parent is still alive, it is their job to protect their child no matter what his or her age!"
Rufus nodded. "If he or she is in real danger, then yes. But let's not jump to any conclusions. Guys get into fights al the time. It could be nothing."
"Well, our son doesn't get into fights all the time. Anyway, with the condition he is in right now after having just lost his girlfriend, I highly doubt it's nothing," Lily said, her arms crossed over her chest.
Rufus sighed. "Well, when he gets home, we'll talk to him. I just don't want to push him away, or make him clam up even more around us."
Lily sat down on the couch with a sigh.
Rufus sat down next to her, and pulled her into his arms. He kissed the top of her head. "It will be all right. I promise! We'll get it out of him who beat him up."
"I hope so," Lily said, resting her head on her fiancé's shoulder. One thing was for sure, when she found out who it was, and she would find out, she was going to give whomever beat Scott up a reason to wish they had never messed with her son—especially when he was in such a fragile state.
~Begin Again~
Scott felt the cool metal against his hot hand, and it felt good. He cocked the gun, loving the little clicking sound it made. He imagined aiming it at Travis. Oh how fun it would be to see the look of terror on Travis' face when the gun was pointed at him! Or, better yet, if the gun was pointed on Travis' father. Would Travis be willing to take a bullet for his father? Probably not. Scott knew that Travis was a very selfish man. If you could even call him a man. In fact, he was pretty sure that Travis would push Robert in the way of the gun to avoid getting shot himself. Scott bet Robert would regret getting Travis off then. He smiled at the thought.
"So, is that gun to your liking?" Frank, the guy behind the counter that was currently waiting on him asked.
Scott looked up at him. "Do you have anything with more power?"
Frank snorted. "What exactly do you have in mind for it?"
Scott smirked. "You know how in the military they have a don't ask don't tell policy for gays and lesbians?"
Frank nodded. "Yeah, I've heard of that."
Scott smirked. "Well, I have the same policy for buying a gun. You don't ask, 'cause I won't tell."
Frank grinned, revealing a mouthful of bad teeth. "Fair enough." He took the gun back from Scott, and placed it back in the shelf. "I think I have just the thing for ya." He winked at Scott and grinned, then took out a black steel pistol with a brown handle, and handed it to Scott. "This'll get the job done, whatever that job may be."
Scott took the gun from him, and felt it. He grinned at Frank. "It's heavy!"
Frank nodded. "You bet it is! It also packs quite the punch! It is the most sturdy hand gun we own. It also, in my opinion, is the best shot. It's extremely accurate. Not to mention durable."
"How much?" Scott asked.
"I'll give you a deal. Give me five hundred dollars, and it's all yours," Frank said. He spit out a piece of tobacco he had been chewing into a golden tin pot behind the gun counter.
Scott set the gun on the counter, then slid it back to Frank. "I'll take it!"
Frank grinned, and took the gun back. "Excellent! The way it works is you give me half now as the down payment. Then, after your five-day waiting period is over, you can give me the rest of the money, and I will give you your gun."
Scott took out his wallet, then took out $250 from it, and handed the cash over to Frank. "So, I'll be back in five days then."
"If you want, I can give you a call once it's ready to be picked up," Frank offered.
Scott shook his head. "No, thank you. I'll just show up for it."
Frank shrugged. "Suit yourself! See you in five days then."
Scott nodded. "Five days," he muttered as he left the gun shop. "Five days until Travis gets what's coming to him," he muttered once he was out of earshot.
~Begin Again~
"So, how was work today?" Rufus asked Lily as they got ready to go out to dinner. They were in the bedroom, Lily's portrait now up on the wall. Since it was in a private room where only she and Rufus went into, Lily had agreed to hang the portrait even though she was still embarrassed about the literally revealing incident.
Lily sat at her vanity, and brushed through her hair. "It was all right. The same old boring stuff."
"You know, you could come to work for me. I could use some help," Rufus suggested, coming up behind her and kissing her neck.
Lily smiled. "Thanks, but I think it's best we don't work together. We'd probably get on each other's nerves if we were around each other all day every day."
"You're probably right," Rufus agreed.
Lily looked up at him from over her shoulder. "But thank you for the offer anyway. I appreciate it."
Rufus bent down so that they could kiss on the lips.
Lily then went into her drawer for something, then smiled big when she saw a big manila envelope. She took it out of the drawer.
"What's that?" Rufus asked, nodding toward the envelope.
Lily grinned at him. "I had more shots taken than just that one hanging up on the wall." Lily motioned to the big canvas portrait of her on the wall. "The photographer let me keep eight by tens and wallets of the other shots."
Rufus licked his lips. "If they're anything like the final product, I'd like to see them please." He wondered what other sexy poses she had in store for him!
Lily handed him the envelope, then turned in her chair to face him. "I hope you like them. I'm still kind of shy about them."
Rufus smirked at her, and raised an eyebrow. "Lil, if you look anything in these like you do on that one up there on the wall," he paused to motion at the portrait on the wall, "then I can guarantee you I will love them, and that there is nothing to be shy about." He moaned, then sat down at the end of the bed, and opened the flap of the envelope. He was in lust for Lily already and he hadn't even seen the pictures!
He pulled out the pictures and moaned again as he saw the first shot, then the second, third, forth, and fifth. He took his time examining each photo, drinking in every little detail. Like the way Lily's breasts clearly showed through the thin little material of her negligees.
"Do you like?" Lily's voice asked, breaking the silence.
Rufus looked up at her. He had been in another world looking at the pictures. He hadn't said a word yet about them. He had been too busy drinking Lily's body in. He was suddenly very in the mood for the real thing.
He licked his lips, and handed the pictures back to her. "I liked them so much, we're going to be late for dinner."
Lily grinned. She set the pictures on her vanity, then slowly got out of her chair, and sashayed over to him before sitting on the end of the bed next to him. "So, you liked them that much, hm?" She gently stroked his hair out of his face.
"Baby, you have no idea!" Rufus said, licking his lips again as he took in Lily's body. She was only in her black lace bra and underwear. He gently pushed her down backward onto the bed.
She was the one to lick her lips this time as she reached up to take Rufus' face between her hands. "Show me how much you like them then. Enlighten me. You know, since I have no idea." She smiled playfully at him and winked.
Rufus moaned. "Oh, I'm going to show you all right!"
"Your dress shirt is getting all wrinkled," Lily said with a pout as she slowly began unbuttoning his shirt.
Rufus shrugged. "It's okay. I have plenty more where that came from. I guess you better take this one off then, hm?" He began kissing down the side of her neck, gently nipping at the skin without waiting for an answer.
Lily continued to unbutton his shirt, then peeled it off him and tossed it to the floor, apparently no longer worried about it getting wrinkled.
Lily then rolled them so that she was the one on top. She straddled his waist as she undid his belt, her eyes locked on his as she unlatched it. She then leaned down and purred into his ear, "So, exactly how much did you like those photos, my Darling?" She pulled his belt out, and tossed it to the floor with the shirt.
Rufus licked his lips, and ran his hands slowly down Lily's arms. He wanted her so much right now, he could hardly contain himself! "I loved them so much, I want to skip dinner and stay home in bed with you for the rest of the evening and night."
Lily smiled. "Well, I'm too hungry to skip dinner all together, but I'm certainly not opposed to having dessert first." She ran her hands slowly down his chest, her lips, following the path of her hands as she placed gentle kisses from his collar bone to his belly button. Next, she unzipped and slid off his pants, letting them fall to the floor as well. "It's a shame you know, all those nice articles of clothing lying on the floor, getting all wrinkled." She pouted.
Rufus, now clad only in his underwear, pulled her closer to him. "Well, then I guess we had better make sure that they weren't wrinkled for nothing, shouldn't we?"
Lily nodded. "Indeed we should."
Rufus wasted no more time then as he reached behind Lily and unlatched her bra. He then gently pushed the straps off her shoulders, allowing the bra to drop to the bed. Next, he picked it up, and flung it like a slingshot across the room.
Lily giggled. "Charming," She teased.
Rufus grinned. He then rolled them so that Lily was once again beneath him. Then, he took her left breast into his mouth, letting his tongue play around with it.
Lily closed her eyes, and tangled her fingers in his hair.
Rufus then moved onto the right breast as his hands moved down to the smooth expanse of her stomach. When he got below her stomach, he gently pulled off her underwear, and tossed them to the floor with the rest of the clothing.
He then crawled back up her body, not wanting to wait any longer to make love to the object of all his desires.
Lily slid his underwear off, then surprised him by moving them so that she was now the one on top.
He licked his lips. "What are you doing?" he asked.
"Why should you always be the one in control?" she asked. "I'm Lily Rhodes. It anyone should be in control, it should be me."
Rufus ran his hands down her soft back, loving that Lily was taking charge. Sometimes he liked to be the one in control, but this time, Lily taking control was turning him on to no end! Especially with all those pictures he had just looked at—and the one on the wall, which he could see now that he was the one on bottom.
"I don't know what's gotten into you," he said to her, "but I sure like it!" He licked his lips, his eyes drinking in her naked form, which now, thanks to Lily being on top, he had a good view of.
Lily grinned. She then brushed her lips against his right ear. "I can tell you what's about to get into me if that helps," she purred.
He moaned, his eyes filling with lust. "I'd rather you show me," he said, his voice a little shaky. She was driving him mad. In fact, if he didn't have her soon, he was going to explode. And of course that couldn't happen until he was inside of her.
He didn't have to worry, however, for Lily wasted no time in showing him exactly what was about to get into her. And in not time at all, something had definitely gotten into her.
He moaned as she also wasted no time moving her body over his, her head thrown back, and her hands placed over his sides.
She bit her bottom lip and moaned. "Oh, Rufus, yes!"
Rufus was going to suggest to her that she be a little quieter since Eric was in his room getting ready for dinner. However, he didn't want to ruin the mood by mentioning her son's name. Also, it would be kind of hypocritical of him to tell her to be quiet when he currently let out a loud moan himself. He couldn't help it! She felt so good, and she knew exactly how to move to make every nerve in his body come to life with pleasure. He moaned long and loud again. "Lily...Oh, Lily, yes!"
His eyes were rolled to the back of his head. Making love with Lily was always amazing, but for some reason this time seemed even better. It was absolutely mind-blowing in every sense of the word!
Lily moved faster and harder over his body, her moans escalating in decibels.
Rufus rapidly felt himself being pushed over the edge, and as soon as Lily's vocalness, and the look on her face that was oh so familiar to him told him that she had reached her climax, he let go and reached it with her.
For a moment after, they just stayed there as one, breathing heavily, and trying to catch their breaths.
"That...was...amazing!" Lily said with a big smile.
Rufus grinned just as big. "You can say that again!"
Lily licked her lips. "Mm, that was amazing! It deserved to be said twice." She slid off him, then laid down on her back, looking up at the ceiling, the smile still on her face. She then turned to Rufus, propping herself up on her elbow. "We definitely have to do it that way again sometime soon."
Rufus turned to her and gently stroked her hair. "Thank you. You were incredible." He gently kissed her lips.
Lily's eyes lowered as she kissed him in return. "You were the incredible one, my Darling." They kissed some more, and soon, Rufus had made his way on top of Lily again. He couldn't help it. Their love making had been so good, it had put him in the mood again—especially with all those half naked pictures of Lily still on his mind!
She smiled, and eyebrow raised. "Again?"
Rufus licked his lips and nodded, his own eyes lowered. "Yes, again. But this time, I want to be the one in control."
Lily licked her lips, and pulled him close as he got on top of her. She gently brushed her lips against his right earlobe. "Well, then show me what you got!" she purred sexily.
Rufus moaned. "Oh, he was going to show her what he had, all right. And she was going to love exactly what he had to offer.
~Begin Again~
As Rufus made love to Lily, Lily couldn't help but feel glad that she had had that portrait and pictures taken of her. After all, it had been months ago that she had had those pictures taken, and now she was still reaping the benefits.
She moaned as Rufus entered her again. Those pictures must have pleased him even more than she had thought because Rufus was now even better in bed than he had been before, and he had been amazing before. Now he was beyond amazing. She didn't even have the right words to describe it.
She moaned even louder as he took her again and again, each time seemingly more forceful, and giving her more pleasure than she'd ever felt in her life.
Her eyes rolled to the back of her head and she threw her head back with yet another loud, drawn out moan as Rufus continued to show her body what pure euphoria was. Judging from the loud sounds coming from his lips, he was enjoying this just as much as she was. His moans only aided in the pleasure she was feeling. She knew she wasn't going to last long.
Sure enough, it wasn't much longer before she was screaming his name and gripping his hair so tightly, she was practically pulling it as she felt her whole body tremor from her climax.
Rufus was right behind her, his body jerking roughly, and his shouts loud as he reached his climax with her.
For a moment, like earlier, they stayed together panting, and trying to regain their breaths. Then, Rufus slid off of Lily, and lay down on his back.
Lily faced him, and kissed his chest. "You were amazing."
"Mm, as were you, my love," Rufus murmured.
They kissed.
"So, have you worked up an appetite yet?" Lily asked him with a sly grin.
Rufus grinned. "Only for you!" He wriggled his eyebrows up and down suggestively at her.
Lily giggled. "Rufus, again? You beast! No. We're going out to dinner. Eric and Scott will be waiting."
"If Scott ever gets home," Rufus quipped.
"Don't say that," Lily said with a gentle shove. "He will. He has nowhere else to go." She bit her bottom lip. At least, she hoped he had no place else to go. Great! Now Rufus had made her start to worry again.
~BA~
I bit my bottom lip. "You just had to mention that, didn't you?"
Rufus sighed, and gently stroked my hair. "I'm sorry, Lil. I didn't mean to worry you. You're right. He'll be back. He wouldn't just not come home."
"I hope you're right," I said, trying not to let my imagination turn things into something they weren't.
"He'll be home, then we can all go out to dinner as a family. However, since we have to wait for Scott anyway, do you think I'd have time for a little appetizer first?" Rufus then asked me, tracing a finger slowly around my left nipple.
I bit my bottom lip, and watched him trace around it. He knew how to get my mind off things. Part of me was annoyed by him for trying to get my mind off the topic, and another part of me was grateful. I didn't like worrying even though it came so naturally to me. "You just can't get enough today, can you?" I asked him, even though the answer was obvious.
He shook his head. "I can never get enough of you, Lil." He brought his lips to my breast and kissed it, letting his tongue glide over it. "You're just so incredibly beautiful, and I love you so much."
"I love you too," I murmured as he moved his mouth to the other breast. He never was one to show partiality.
He removed his mouth from my breast, and grinned at me. "So, what do you say? May I have that appetizer?"
I smirked. "What did you have in mind?"
He grinned even bigger. "Something from down under!" he joked as he slowly started trailing kisses down my stomach.
I laughed. "Rufus, you are so bad!"
He laughed too. "What?" he asked in an Australian accent. "I just want to put a shrimp on the barbie!"
We were both laughing now, but our laughter quickly ceased as the door flung open to reveal Scott standing there, looking flushed.
"Oh my gosh, Scott!" I exclaimed in surprise, quickly pulling the blankets up over my exposed chest. As if the portrait fiasco hadn't been embarrassing enough, now my son had seen me in bed with his father wearing even less than I had been wearing in the portrait, and in person at that! Kill me now.
~BA~
"Well, it's nice to see you two are no longer upset over Victoria's death, and you apparently couldn't care less that her killer is getting off Scott free," Scott said simply.
"Scott, Honey, of course we're upset! Your father and I were just—" Lily tried to explain, but Scott cut her off.
"No. Please don't tell me what you were just. I get it. I'm not stupid, nor am I blind," Scott snapped.
Lily could feel her mouth dropping open. She was shocked! Scott had never talked to her that way before!
"We just wanted something to help take our minds off things for a while, Scott. It doesn't make us any less sad over what happened, or any less angry over Travis getting away with it," Rufus said calmly.
Scott snorted. "Right! I could hear you laughing even before I opened the door. You know what? Save it. You just go back to 'taking your mind off things,' or whatever it is you're calling it!" He turned to leave.
"Scott, we're going to go to dinner soon. Just let us get dressed, then we can go, all right?" Lily asked, trying to change the subject. She just wanted this whole awkward situation to be over.
"No thanks. I'm suddenly not hungry," Scott said, heading for the door. His eyes then fell upon the pictures that still set on the nightstand. "Nice," he said, pushing them off the nightstand and to the floor before leaving, and slamming the door behind him.
"Well, that went well," Rufus joked.
"How can you joke at a time like this?" Lily asked, gently slapping his chest. "Our son hates us!" She pouted.
Rufus held her close. "He doesn't hate us, Lil. He's just going through something very hard to go through right now. Trust me, it's not us." He gently rubbed her back.
Lily sighed. "I hope not." The very last thing she needed right now was for Scott to start hating her and Rufus. Actually, it was the last thing any of them needed.