Title: Wild & Untamed (35/?)
Fandom: Casey / Zeke
Disclaimer: of course, not mine
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This story is written for romeny
A/N: please remember: you should have read the last two chapter first before you go to this one ...
His father didn't want to let him go.
"You will not leave the house, understand," he insisted.
"You will stay out of this story!"
It was too much. After all what had happened during the last half an hour Casey couldn't hold back any longer.
"The fuck I will," he exploded.
"Zeke needs me! They want to arrest him for nothing! He did nothing wrong! He was together with me on Thursday. Try to stop me. Just try it and ..."
His father turned alternately red and pale. He started trembling with anger, when Mrs. Connor stepped beside Casey and put her hand onto his arm to stop him.
"Please, calm down, both of you! Casey, I know, you are wrought up, but this is no excuse to talk to your father in this way!
But, Frank, I guess, Casey is right. We don't know anything about this boy. But we know our son. When Casey says he was together with him, we should believe him. And Zeke is innocent ... at least this time. We can't let it happen that he will be punished for something he hasn't done!"
Casey was torn out of his thoughts when he suddenly heard his father's voice.
"Casey? We can go home now!"
His eyes darted from his father over to Officer Davis who was standing behind the counter now, typing something into a computer. His father was already waiting beside the main door, looking a bit impatient. Casey knew he just wanted to leave all this behind. But he couldn't go, not until he had an answer to the question which bothered him most. Though he was not sure if he would like it.
"Officer Davis? May I ask you something?"
The police officer looked up.
"What's gonna happen next?"
The question was almost inaudible. Officer Davis looked at him thoughtfully.
"With you? Probably nothing at all! Like I said: maybe we will come back to you again. But you came here voluntary to speak on the issue. If you stick to it ... we will have to accept this!"
"But Zeke! What will happen to him?"
"I can't say this just yet! But, look Casey, this is not the first time he is in an awkward position. Up to now we could never prove him anything. But this time ... there is a witness."
"Yeah, an anonymous call. But he lies! Or he has gotten something wrong. I told you! I was together with Zeke for the whole time. Does this count nothing?"
"Casey, we both know that you are hiding something. Tell me what it is and we can think it over again!"
Casey bit his lower lip. Finally he made a decision.
"I didn't lie," he murmured.
"At least not really!"
"Mhm. Should we go back to the office?"
One last look back to his father. Then he nodded.
"Yes! Yes, I think so. Sorry, dad!"
Mr. Connor frowned.
Casey only shrugged and followed Officer Davis back into his office. He sat down behind his desk again, observing Casey but not bothering him with questions. Casey felt uneasy, not knowing where to start. And to have his father sitting beside him again, looking a bit worried, obviously not knowing what to think about this, didn't help in the least.
"I was together with Zeke on Thursday," he finally said.
"This is the truth! But... we didn't watch a movie. Sometimes we do, but not this time!"
He could hear his father taking a deep breath, expecting the worst now. Though he didn't even come near to the truth, Casey knew this.
"We didn't do anything illegal. Never did!"
When he continued, he kept his eyes straight onto Officer Davis. It made it easier to talk to a stranger.
"It's just ... Zeke is my friend, you know!"
"You've already said this!"
"No, not like this. It's more ... like a boyfriend."
He squeezed his mouth shut, his body trembling. He had done it! Now he was not sure what to do next. The deadly silence was overwhelming. It was Officer Davis who recovered his voice first - and to Casey's surprise he didn't sound disgusted but calm and more friendly than ever before.
"So you want to tell me that Zeke likes guys? That he's gay?"
Casey shook the head.
"No, actually not. Zeke is bi. I'm gay. But this makes no difference, right? Not for you!"
"No, it's not relevant, at least not for this story! So you were together with Zeke?"
"Like I've told you before! We meet since a few weeks. Every Tuesday and every Thursday. In Zeke's garage. In secret, of course. No one knows. It's nothing you shout from the housetop, right?"
To his surprise he found a ghost of a smile sneaking over Officer Davis' face.
"So, do you finally believe me? That I was with Zeke in Thursday? That he is innocent?"
"Yeah! Yes, I do. I'm sure, you wouldn't lie about this. And it makes sense. Everything makes sense now!"
With the tension falling down Casey needed all his strange to hold up. He knew what he had done. He didn't knew what would result from it.
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