Simon and John were good parents, albeit overprotective, but they had the right intentions. Life 360, airtags, the whole shebang, though there were still slips in the crack you could slither through without them knowing.

Even with your hidden tracks, you couldn't hide your sins for so long, secrets aren't hidden forever. There was one crack you forgot to seal, and they tracked it.

You were forced on that old couch, Simon and John standing over you, looking so angry and disappointed. Their only top of the class child was doing unspeakable acts behind their backs, and now you had to pay the price.

"What do you do when we're not around?" Simon asked calmly. He knew he'd have to be in charge of the little interrogation, as John would turn this into a screaming match that only ended in you in tears, and him with a torn larynx. Speaking of John, he just stood there, grinding his teeth and screaming in his head.