Winged Cupid Painted Blind Chapter 27 – For, by my Soul, I'll Ne'er Acknowledge Thee
A/N- The title comes from Romeo and Juliet act 3 scene 5 when Juliet's Father berates her after she has refused to marry Paris, because she has already married Romeo, though her parents don't know that part. He is demanding that she do what he wants her to do, and if she still refuses, he will throw her out on the street to starve, giving her no choice in the matter, and leading to her desperate plan with the Friar.
Kevin closed the door behind him and locked it, jogging down the walkway toward Nat's car which was waiting for them at the curb. Playing around with Edd a little as he passed by pulling the front of his beanie over his eyes and gently tapping him on top of the head, calling shotgun as he made it to the car first. Climbing into the car he turns to Nat as he closed the door, a shit eating grin plastered upon his face, "Sup," he says as he nods his head upwards to greet his friend.
The grin on Kevin's face and the fact that Edd was walking out of Kevin's house in the morning could only mean one thing. Shaking his head at his friend in disbelief that he would do that in his mother's house, he replies to him softly as the back door opens, "You're a dog." Kevin tilts his head back and howls, then barks a few times while he inched closer to his friend's face, before placing his head on his shoulder while panting. "Get off me, you asshole," Nat shoves his friend's head off his shoulder with the opposite hand, then reaches up to start the car.
Leaning his elbow on door he propped his chin in his hand, "Who pissed in your Wheaties?"
Ignoring his friend, he adjusted the rearview mirror so he could see the person in the back seat, "Good morning Edd."
"Good morning Nathan, I hope you are doing well," he replied, Nat could see that he was extremely happy as well, as though he did not have a care in the world.
Pulling out of the parking space and toward the intersection, "Best as can be expected," he replied as he turned on the blinker. Turning on to the street they began their trip to the high school, Kevin leaned back in his seat feeling rather good about where he was in the world. The love he had shared last night with Edd felt right, it made his heart light and happy to recall their loving embrace and put a smile upon his face. He has never felt this way about anyone before in his life and he was sure that he might never be able to duplicate this feeling ever again with anyone else. His concerns about the infrequency on which they got to express their affection for one another had been banished last night, and he knew now that he just had to be patient. That they would find a time and a place to express their love, even if it was just with simple things like holding hands or kissing each other, love will find a way.
Their day went well, the affirmation of their love had put a pep in their step and made them feel like they were walking on cloud nine. Barbra Barr's day on the other hand did not go as good as she had originally hoped it would. Waking up that morning after the long drive home in the middle of the night, she was still groggy as she stood in the kitchen pouring her coffee. Hearing her son run down the stairs as his friend honked his horn outside, she stepped to the kitchens doorway to tell him goodbye and to wish him a good day. Nearly dropping the mug in her hand when she saw him kissing another boy at her front door, quickly she hid herself around the corner trying to collect her thoughts. Surely she had seen wrong because her son wasn't gay, there was no way in hell that what she thought she had seen could be real. The door closes and she hears the lock slide into place, slowly she walks to the front window and as carefully as she could peered around the curtain to look at the two of them.
The boy was so young, too young, there is no way Kevin would do that with a boy that age, right? Her memory kicks into gear and she recalls that the boy had been over to her house before, he was the little dorky boy that Kevin had been rude to as he left the house that morning. As the car drove off she sets her coffee down on the end table beside the couch and rushes up the stairs into Kevin's room. If Kevin had done something with that boy there would proof, something in here that would confirm her fears or reassure her hopes. Opening the door, the first thing she noticed was that there was no makeshift bedding on the floor that the boy would have slept in, like there was the last time he had stayed over. But that didn't prove that they had slept in the same bed together, they might have already put the blankets away. But a small part of her knew that her son wasn't that big of a neat freak and would have just left them for when he came home this evening. And would have only taken care of them after she had nagged him a few times about it. Pulling back the blankets she checked the sheets for any telltale signs of sexual activity, but there were none.
Plopping upon the bed she covers her face with her hands as her emotions got the better of her, and tears of frustration and worry sprang into her eyes. Wiping away the tears before they fell, she spots it, a small square golden wrapper with the profile of a Greek solder on the package and the words Trojan above it. The open package was lying upon the floor by the bed just barely covered by the blanket that was draping off the bed. With shaking hands, she picks it up and examines it, it possible it was an old wrapper that has long gone unnoticed until now, but she had to be sure. Leaning forward she tips the trashcan that sat beside his bedside table towards her, on top of sever pieces of paper lay the used condom. Letting out a shocked shaking gasp, she releases the tip of the trashcan and lets it fall back into position, sitting back she let the realization that she couldn't dismiss what she had seen sink in. "Well, at least he used protection," she said as she sniffled, trying to contain the tears as all her fears about his relationship with this boy came crashing down upon her.
Slowly she walked back down the stairs and sat in her favorite chair, picking up the phone she dialed her husband's work, the call went straight to his desk at the candy factory. Once he picked up his phone and did the standard greeting for the company, she spoke in a very serious voice, "Richard, we need to talk."
Kevin and Edd went through their school day with a smile upon their faces, completely unaware of being discovered by Kevin's mother that morning. They accompanied Nat to the gym after school for their scheduled work out and self-defense training, sneaking in a gentle touch every now and then. By ways of the guise of a helpful hand that was showing Edd how to position his back, or spotting the dork as he lifted weights or a congratulatory pat on his backside. On the way home from the gym Kevin snogged with his boyfriend in the back seat, since the sun had already set they were relatively well hidden from view on the back streets of the small town. Only breaking away from each other and straightening up in the seats once Nat had told them that they were getting close to their homes. Parking in front of Kevin's house five minutes later they said their goodbye's to their friend, allowing him to drive off before very cautiously saying farewell to each other.
Opening the door to his home, Kevin's first thought was to run up the stairs to his room and call Edd, to talk to him for as long as he could, or until the dorks protests of having to study won out. Stepping in he closes the door and takes a step toward the stairs, "Kevin," his father's voice calls from the adjoining living room.
"Yeah," he calls out as he steps down from the first step and comes around to stand in the door way of the room. He sees his father sitting in his recliner facing the doorway, his mother stands up from her chair to turn and face him, neither one of them looked very happy at the moment. Did he forget to take the trash to the curb, or clean up his mess from last night, what could be on their minds that made them look so mad at the moment.
His father's voice was stern and agitated, "Where have you been?"
"At the gym with Nat," his confusion was rising.
His father's voice was venomous, "You weren't out with that young boy were you?"
"What's this about," why were they asking him about Edd, his fears started to pool in the pit of his stomach, what could they have heard that would make him ask that question like he did?
"I saw you," his mother said weakly, "Kissing him this morning."
"W-what," he stammered with a shaky breath. The bottom of his stomach had dropped out and he felt sick, his nerves were all on fire, and his vision blurred for a moment as he felt as though he was about to hit the floor as his knees were about to give out on him.
His father's eyes narrow , "Are you a faggot?"
His mother turns to her husband, "Richard."
"What? Why beat around the bush," he turns back to his son, "Answer me boy."
"No," he responds meekly, his eyes cast to the floor.
His father's tone did not improve, "Then why were you kissing that boy?"
"I don't know," he voice was still low, he didn't know what he was going to do now, all his fears had just been realized, were they going to cast him out or send him away for treatment?
"You don't know," his father stands up threateningly, "You just don't kiss a boy without a reason Kevin." Kevin, not really wanting to have this conversation, walks quickly into the kitchen, "Are you listening to me mister," his father following close behind him.
"God please, please make this go away," but it didn't, "I will do whatever you ask, just please let them still love me." Why did this have to happen to him? "Why were you even here?"
His mother answered, "Your father got called back for an important meeting."
His father interrupts, "So you're not even going to try and deny that you were kissing him." Kevin just looks at him speechless as he put the kitchen islander between them, "Are you some pedophile?" Kevin looked at his father with disgust at that accusation, "Your mother says the boys much younger then you."
"He's only a little over two years younger," he was now staring daggers at his father, "And what of it, you were twenty-one when you met mom, and she was only seventeen."
"You think his parents are going to care what other people do when they find out, and they will eventually," he runs his hand down his face in frustration. "And how about the courts, huh, they might charge you as an adult since your so close to turning eighteen," his tone turns pleading, "Think of your future Kevin."
"First let me answer your question from earlier, I'm more than likely bi and I love him, and he loves me, so doesn't that count for anything." There he said it, now let the pieces fall where they may.
"Not in my house," he roared, "No son of mine is going to be some cock sucking queer," turning his back toward his son he took several deep breathes to calm himself.
"Kevin honey, we're only thinking about your future," his mother added, "If his parent find out, they could press charges and you would be sent off to prison then."
"And when that happens you can forget about the army," his father turns back around and motions with his arm violently, "There goes your GI bill for college. And if by some small chance you get a light sentence and manage to go to college, do you honestly think any reputable company will hire some child molester with a felony on his record?" He looks at his son intently waiting for an answer but only getting a sad look from Kevin in response, he slams his hand down on the cabinet making everyone jump, "No, they won't."
Frustrated that his son was apparently not getting what he was trying to tell him, he decides to take matters into his own hands and protect him from himself. "That's it, while you're under my roof I forbid you to see this boy," pointing his finger in his sons face, "If I catch wind that you have even looked in his direction I will drag your ass down to the police station myself and turn you in." Stepping back, he puts some distance between them, "I will not sit by and let you commit a crime and influence that innocent boy into your perverse ways. I am ashamed to even think about what you have already done to him, but I most certainly will not let it continue."
Kevin's face was contorted in pain, not only because his parent's did not understand that both Edd and himself could truly be in love and only saw their relationship as disgusting and unnatural, but also for the fact that he was being forced to no longer see the one he loved. "Now get fuck out of my sight, I don't want to see your face anymore tonight, go pray for forgive of your sins, for god knows I can't right now."
Leaving the room with his eyes cast to the floor and at a quick pace Kevin climbed the stairs and shut his bedroom door. Falling upon his bed he did something that he hasn't done in a long time, he literally broke down and cried his eyes out. Every threat his father made or nasty word he said replaying in his head over and over again, he mourned his broken heart and the broken hearts of his parents. Pulling the pillow on his bed close to him, he cried into it to muffle the sounds of his sobs, only to catch Edd's smell still present upon it. Sitting up quickly he throws it across the room, as he screamed and raged at the fates for the love he was forced to give up, lest he lose the love of his family forever.
A/N- I'm sorry.