The Bad Boy's Dirty Little Secret BL Chapter 56: Repercussions

Kai’s P.O.V

The moment I walked into the balcony, the stench of cigarette smoke entered my nostrils and I started to cough, almost dropping the drinks I was holding.

“Night! What the hell!” I waved my free hand in front of my face to move the wisps of smoke in the other direction, but it did little to help get rid of the awful stench. “Since when do you smoke?”

“I don’t.” He sighed, extinguishing the half-burnt bud onto the railing before discarding it in the bin next to him. “I quit when I joined college, but it seems old habits die hard.”

“What do you mean?” I asked, handing him a bottle of beer before I stood beside him on the railing of terrace, overlooking the woods below and the lake in the distance. “What made you start smoking?”

“All the shit I keep dealing with in my life.” He shrugged nonchalantly, so I pressed the cool glass to his cheek, where there was already a bruise forming. “OW! What the hell, you son of a-”

I couldn’t help but chuckle when he stopped himself from completing that sentence.

“That’s some piece of work.” I told him, pointing to the blue-black mark on his cheek. “Does this happen often when your dad gets mad?”

“No.” He sighed, turning away from the woods to look up at the stars. “Usually he’s always the one in denial and it just…stays like that. With him giving me a lecture of how he too went through a ‘phase’ in his life when he was fucking around. And then he would tell me that I was trying to be cool by sleeping with boys because it was some trend.”

Night scoffed, almost like he was used to it, which shouldn’t be normal. “But this time, he went all psycho…almost like he wanted to put up a show for…his guests.”

“There were others in the house?” My eyebrows all but shot up to my hairline. “And he still had the balls to hit you? That’s just plain abuse!”

“Tell me about it.” Night sighed again. “And it was his business partner too. And my mom just stood there silently, not bothering to say a word. Shows just how much they really care.”

I had known that his parents were less than ideal when they had come to the hospital to visit their son, all the while complaining about the five million deal they were about to lose. But to think that they would be abusive for the heck of it…? That was just plain psycho!

I couldn’t help but feel bad for everything Night had had to endure all his life, and even though I was glad that he had chosen to walk out of that house…Night was the only heir to a billionaire business tycoon. Was it really the last we have seen of them? Definitely not. But now I was worried about what their next step was going to be.

Considering they could hit their son in front of their business partner, without fear that they would have to face repercussions…it made me wonder when the other shoe was about to drop.

“Night,” I placed a hand on his shoulder, worried about how well he was taking all of this. “Are you sure about what you did? Are you sure this is a good idea? That there won’t be any serious consequences of your actions later down the road?”

As much as I hated asking him these questions, I couldn’t help but think that there would be repercussions of his actions in the future and that if his father could go as far as to abuse him in the presence of others, he could go even further.

Jonathan Winters was a well known businessman feared by many and respected by even more. But that wasn’t the end of it. Night literally just announced he was gay in front of his father’s business partner and his family, and if that family was anything like the Winters family themselves, they might just cause a ruckus about their business dealings seeing as how homophobic people tended to stick to their agenda.

However, I couldn’t bring myself to regret Night’s decision either.

He had been living in that house like a prisoner, an imposter in his own skin, and his parents hadn't even cared to confront the truth, even though he had come out to them long ago. Instead, they chose to bury their heads in the sand, pretend that all he was going through was a phase that he would eventually grow out of, and threatening to take away everything from him to keep him obedient.

“Of course not.” Night turned to face me now, and finally, I saw the insecurities in his eyes. “Of course I have absolutely no idea what I’m doing or what will happen in the near future. For all I know, one day, he’ll just sent out a search warrant and get the cops to drag me back home. Or he might lock me up forever…or god knows what he’ll do, but in this moment, all I know is that I’m free of him.”

“Night…”

“No, please Kai.” He shook his head. “I don’t know what will happen tomorrow or the day after and I know that being in denial is only gonna delay the inevitable, but for the time being, I want to forget about it all. I want to forget about what I went through and that my father threatened to throw me out of the house if I-”

I frowned, waiting for Night to finish that sentence but instead, he took a whiff of his beer, choosing not to tell me the whole story.

“Night?”

“It’s…nothing,” he pinched the bridge of his nose, shaking his head. “Nothing at all…”

But it wasn’t ‘nothing’, I could say that from the way he looked so stressed, however, I couldn’t push him to answer when he was already in such a vulnerable state.

“Do you…plan to keep smoking?” I asked, trying to change the subject, but realizing that it may not have been the best topic to bring up.

“Not really.” He shrugged. “Honestly, I don’t like smoking either, but sometimes, when I get really stressed, I just can’t help it. Why do you ask?”

“Well, my dad and sisters are both doctors and they always keep reminding me how bad smoking is for our health.” I turned to face him. “I’ve never smoked and I wouldn’t want you to either.”

“Seriously, Kai?” Night scoffed. “Even though you end up drunk more than once and hoe around? Not to mention that you have a habit of acting strangely jealous when drunk.”

“Pot calling kettle back, Night?” I raised my eyebrows. “You drink, hoe around, get insanely jealous when you’re drunk and now I find out you smoke too?”

“Hey! I never get jealous like tha-” Night protested, before his eyes widened in shock. “Crap.”

“Yeah, say that to my sister.” I laughed at his horrified expression.

“I’m afraid to meet her.” He shuddered. “I’m pretty sure she’ll just look at me and start punching the shit outta me.”

“You did meet her, but unfortunately, you were unconscious at that time.” Which…made me realize that I needed to rectify that situation…soon.

At least Night had the balls to stand up to his family and get the fuck out of that abusive household. What about me? I was still acting the coward who didn’t even know how I was going to tell my family that I was bisexual and that I was dating a man.

How would they react when they finally find out? I had no doubt it was going to be hella dramatic, but was it going to be the same as Night’s family? Or was that going to be worse?

Now that I think about it, looking at my family and seeing the disappointment in their eyes at how I turned out to be…it would be the worst thing I could imagine…and I was beginning to understand why Night had endured all his family’s biases for so long. No matter how tough it gets, we can’t bear to see the anger and regret on the faces of our loved ones.

“So…how…how did you know I was going to storm out like that?” He finally asked me. “Why didn’t you leave after dropping me off?”

“Well…I saw you hesitate before entering your house and I just…I didn’t like how lonely you looked.”

I remember watching him stop at the gateway; his shoulders slumped as he had looked up at the imposing mansion in front of him. For an instant, even though he hadn't turned around to look back at me, I had felt like he was deliberating going inside, as if he didn’t want to be there at that moment.

So I had gotten back inside my car and parked it right outside the mansion gates, so that if he did regret going inside, I would be right there to give him a ride so he didn’t have to roam around the deserted streets at midnight.

“Thank you.” Night gave me a grateful smile. “For sticking around, and for the ride. I don’t know what I would’ve done next if you hadn't stayed back.”

“Always.” I promised. “No matter what happens. I’ll always be there for you, Night.”