I know it has been a long time since I last updated this story. My other stories were getting way more reviews so I've been working on those. But I really need to update this one to. If I get a lot of reviews it motivates me to write faster. Anyways… Response time.
brokenheartsandtears: Thanks here's the more.
ambermarie3: Lol, me to! And Eli really needs to get some help or something, I love Eclaire and they really need to get back together. I saw the commercial for the new season and it looks like he's even more crazed and that Claire's going to date someone else! AHH! I hope not. Thanks, again. Lol.
So thanks to my two wonderful reviewers, I love you guys. I had more for the first chapter so I don't really understand that. Oh well. Here's chapter 3.
A father's love
Chapter 3
Last night (when Riley's dad found out)
"Hey, I'm home," Mr. Stavros said as he walked in the door. He had had a long day at work and all he wanted to do was kick back and relax in the recliner in front of the TV.
He walked through the house and noticed how quiet it was. "Hello," he called as he walked into the kitchen and saw his wife sitting at the table, half empty wine glass in her hand and an almost empty liquor bottle on the table. He didn't know what to think about it, he was surprised considering she hardly ever drank. The only times she did was when she was extremely upset about something.
"What's wrong, sweetie?" he asked hesitantly. He really didn't want to make her mad and have her go off in Greek like she normally did, or withhold their sex life. That would be terrible.
"Guess what I found out about our wonderful Greek-raised boy?" she asked, downing the rest of the glass and filling it full again, using the rest of the amber liquid inside the bottle.
Riley's dad just stared at his wife of twenty-five years, not recognizing the woman who sat in front of him. He decided he'd just keep quiet and wait tell she informed him about what the hell she was talking about.
"I tried to give our son some snacks because he had a friend over and imagine my surprise when I walked in on a very interesting sight," Riley's mom slurred, swirling her drink contents around before taking another large gulp.
"And what exactly did you see?" Riley's dad said, eyeing his wife carefully. She was really really drunk.
"Some chink, (sorry for the offensive word. I hate that word but the situation called for it) was on top of Riley, practically raping him- or as Riley would seem to put it 'fucking'. Since he's 'gay' and enjoyed his 'boyfriend' lying on top of him and shoving his tongue down his throat searching for his tonsils," she said bitterly downing the rest of the glass. Picking up the bottle and smashing it when she realized it was empty. Standing up, she tried to reach into the cupboard for another but fell, hitting her head on the fridge.
Riley's dad just stared at her in shock as she slowly and drunkenly pulled herself up into a sitting position. Walking over to the table he sat down heavily in the chair. He had always known Riley was gay, but really hadn't wanted his mom to ever find out. Knowing the strict ways she had been raised on, he knew that she would never be able to except her son for something that he truly couldn't help. He loved Riley just as much as he always had, and would never consider hating his son for anything. Riley didn't know he knew. He wanted Riley to be comfortable with coming out on his own. He didn't want to push Riley. It was his decision when to tell him, and he'd wait until he was ready. But now he didn't know what to do.
"And your point is?" he asked looking down at the shell of his once beautiful wife. Her makeup was smeared all over the place, her clothes were rumpled, and her hair was a complete rat's nest.
Riley's mom looked up at him, disgusted. "Riley is a faggot (again sorry for the offensive word) that's my point," she shouted.
Mr. Stavros glared, completely pissed off but hid it well. "Again, your point is...?" he said waving his hand in front of him and drawing out the word is. "I told you a long time ago that Riley was most likely gay. You just refused to believe me and shoved your pathetic views done his throat. Truth is, I knew about Zane. Of course Riley didn't know that I knew that his best friend was actually his boyfriend, but you know. I could just tell. Zane's a really sweet boy, and he's helped Riley a lot. You know Riley hasn't been happy lately. Zane makes him happy. And I will give anything to make sure that Riley is always happy. No matter what his bitch of a mother thanks about it."
Riley's mom didn't react hugely to being called a bitch, but he could see the anger flash again in her eyes. "He's a FAGGOT. AN ABOMINATION! We need to send him to one of those- one of those gay for camps people," she paused and then corrected herself, rambling on in her drunken slur again. "I mean one of those camps for gay people. They'll fix him up. Yeah they'll fix him up real good," she said standing up. She quickly regretted it as her head spun and she felt like passing out.
Riley's father stood up and slammed his hands down on the table, making the whole thing lift up. "You will not talk ill of my son or his boyfriend. And you damn sure won't be sending him to any fucking brain washing camp that will only torture him, and fuck up his brain so badly he will never be the same. I don't fucking care what I have to do, but MY son will NOT be put in a 'camp' that will 'cure' him of something that one, can't be cured, and two, he can't fucking help," he screamed standing up angrily and glaring down at his so called 'wife'.
Riley's mom took a step forward and again fell. Suddenly she felt sick and puked all over herself. Riley's dad looked down at his soon to be ex-wife and his face twisted up into a look of disgust. "Clean yourself up, and get the fuck out of my house. You will not be allowed anywhere near Riley and I want a restraining order, and a divorce." He turned to walk out only to have his ex-wife cling to his leg.
"No please. Baby don't do this. I love you. I'll get rid of that faggot that ruined this, and everything will be better. We can send him to a camp and," she swallowed and tried to get a hold of herself but it wasn't working. She was a mess and she knew it. "That will fix everything. Please, just don't leave me."
"You disgust me. Don't you fucking realize, it's not Riley who's the problem, it's you. Our son is at a time in his life when he needs his parents more than anything, and you fucking want to send him away. You're an idiot. Leave now. You can come by tomorrow while Riley's at school and your sober to grab your shit. Don't even think about trying anything. I've had enough of you, and your shit!"
Riley's father shook her off his leg and walked over to the phone. While she was cleaning herself up, he dialed the cab service he asked for a taxi to come to his house. He waited until he heard it honking and grabbed his soon to be ex-wife's arm and pulled her out of the house. Placing her in the back seat he walked to the driver's side.
"Hear take this," he said handing him a 200 hundred dollars. "Take her to the nearest, cheapest hotel, and no matter what she says do not let her out of this car and do not take her anywhere but the hotel. If you can please make sure she also books a room there for a week and hand over the money needed to pay for it. Use the rest to pay the cab fare and a tip for yourself. Do not give her any of the money. The money is only going to pay for what I said earlier. Is that okay with you?" Riley's dad asked the cabbie.
"Yeah that's fine. But you do realize the tip will be like more than seventy dollars. The nearest, cheapest hotel is Motel 6 which is only ten minutes away and only $120 for a week. The cab fare will only be like, less than ten dollars," the cab driver said in shock.
"Yeah, I do. And keep all of it as a tip. She won't be willing to go, and it'll be hard for you to do this. I'm sorry you have to do this, but I really need her out of the house before she hurts my son."
"Oh no, it's no problem really. Thank you so much," the taxi driver said thankfully.
"You're welcome," Riley's dad smiled at him and walked to the back of the taxi. Opening the door he threw her purse into the back seat as well as her jacket and a change of clothes. "Do not try to come back, because I will have you arrested for breaking and entering. Don't try to take any of my money. You have your own job, and your own money. The only reason why I am doing this, is so that I can make sure you get out soon and won't be around to hurt Riley, nor Zane," he said putting the door on child lock and slamming it closed. He ran to the other side and also put it on child lock slamming it just before she had reached it. It was more for her safety, than to lock her in really.
The driver rolled down the window and spoke directly to Riley's father. "Tell your son he's not alone in this world, and that if he ever needs to talk, he can call me." He handed him a business card with his name on it. On the back he quickly wrote out his phone number. "I mean it. Tell him no matter what he needs, just call me and I can help him." Riley's dad smiled and nodded.
"Thank you. He's going to need someone to talk to." Riley's mom started screaming again, even louder this time, and Riley's father gave one last apologetic look at the cab driver as it drove off, his 'wife' still screaming all the way.
He ran back inside and up to Riley's room. Reaching the door and walking in he realized Riley hadn't been there for a while. He had expected this but was still filled with anger with the thought that his son hadn't felt safe enough in his own home because of that BITCH. Realizing she must have kicked him out made him even more pissed off. He quickly pulled out his phone and sent a quick text to Riley: your mom told me everything. dont worry son. Everythings going to be fine. Go to school tomorrow an well talk afterwards. I still love you.
He went to his own room and sat on his bed, anxiously awaiting his son's reply text message. When it came he sighed in relief, and fell back on his bed. The message read, thanks dad. That means a lot to me. Love ya to. Riley's dad felt like he could finally sleep since this long argument had started. Glancing at the clock, he realized it was one o'clock in the morning.
'Had it really been that long of a fight? Wow!' he thought, and fell relaxed on the bed. He was so exhausted, he was asleep within seconds.
So… I know absolutely zilch about Riley's parents. So… I just made up a bunch of crap that i hope was convincing. Oh well, I'm actually rather proud of this chapter. R&R and let me know just how terrible it was. Thanks, babes. Preciate it!
