Grand Theft Auto: Cost of Revenge
Chapter 11 of my Grand Theft Auto story, enjoy.
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Truth Revealed
Franklin and Tracey shared a panicked expression. Michael glared furiously; despite all their precautions they had been caught.
"Oh, shit...um..." Franklin stammered.
Tracey shook her head. "Oh dad, look, don't..."
Michael ignored her however. "Franklin, as it's you...I'm giving you ten seconds to explain yourself, instead of the usual three."
Franklin raised his hands. "Hey, Michael, look, we, I didn't..."
"Dad, Franklin and I are in love; we just went out for a date, that's it." Tracey said. "Are you honestly going to play this whole overprotective dad thing my whole life."
"Trace, you know I'm only..."
"Michael, man, look." Franklin said; recovering. "You know me, do you honestly believe I would do anything to disrespect Tracey?"
Tracey nodded. "Not to mention this is mutual dad and it's different from before, all those other guys. You know what it was like before. But this is real dad, I swear."
Michael sighed and shook his head. "You pick your moments huh? When were you planning on telling me? That is...if you were planning to do so."
"Of course we were." Tracey said. "And well...We hadn't actually discussed it, but I thought the best time would be...the dinner, when we're all there."
Franklin had to admit, he was startled by that, but knew that he and Tracey would likely have had just such a talk in the days leading up to the dinner, which wasn't so far away now.
Despite everything, Michael was still angry; he shook his head.
"Honestly, this is...Franklin, you're my friend, and Tracey, you..." He growled. "I thought I could trust you, both of you? Yet here you are, going around behind my back and expect me to take it well?"
Franklin quickly spoke up in his defence. "Hey, it's because you'd react like this to Tracey and me dating that we felt it better not to say anything yet."
Michael rolled his eyes. "Oh well isn't that beautiful, self-fulfilling prophecy huh?"
"Um dad." Tracey remarked. "Maybe you should calm down...watch your blood pressure."
"Not in the mood for any age related jokes, Trace." Michael shot back.
There was a stony silence; that only broke when suddenly, Amanda appeared.
"Michael, do you mind, I'd rather we not wake the neighbours up."
"Amanda, in case you haven't noticed..." He began.
She shook her head. "Yeah, I did, but I'm trying to react maturely about this."
Michael groaned but said nothing. Amanda turned to Tracey and Franklin, Tracey bit her lip, unsure what to make of this.
"I hope you understand our main issue here is that you hid this from us." She said. "But this is something we really need to talk about...especially with the dinner coming up. I honestly was suspicious Tracey, but this confirmed it."
Tracey's eyes widened. "Mom, really, I just..."
Amanda shook her head. "I know what you're going to say, but it's a little early to be making decisions like that."
Franklin sighed. "I...I'm sorry, this isn't exactly how we…"
"Can we just, leave this for tonight, it's late." Tracey asked desperately.
There was a pause after she said that.
Finally, Amanda nodded and, sighing, Michael agreed.
"Alright, fine; we'll do that, now...let's just go, Franklin, we'll talk tomorrow...Tracey, get inside, you're right, it's late." He said. "It's..."
Michael paused which concerned the others. The reason for their worries was the look of shock on Michael's face; which had drained of colour. The time was 3:33 AM and Michael had just received another phone call.
End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.