As soon as Kyle and Micheal had exited the room, Nick snorted, turning back to his game while Shane pushed his lips out in what could be described as a grimace, confusion coating his own face. Whatever was happening, he could be sure it wasn't good, as it never was when Nick was involved. Turning his attention from his brother back to Celeste when she started speaking, Shane smiled wryly, trying to make the girl comfortable. "I've heard a lot, Celeste. It's a pleasure to meet you. I'm Shane, the brother Kyle actually likes."
"Piss off, Shane." Nick offered in retort from the couch, not even turning away from the television.
"That's Nicholas," Shane continued, grinning back at Celeste. "Uh, I'm sure Kyle and my father won't be long."
Mean while, Kyle stood in the foyer with his father, confused as to why he'd been dragged away from Celeste before they could even get a hello in. Nick's interaction with his father moments ago had already made him uneasy, but nothing could have prepared him for what his father said next, a calm and blunt "Why's there a sex star on my estate?" before crossing his arms, eyes glistening as if he were out for blood in the conversation he'd just started.
"What the fuck, dad?" Kyle shot back, his eyes widening and his throat closing up. That's what Nick had told their father, surely, but how he'd known was a mystery, as Kyle hadn't even told Shane of Celeste's occupation. Perhaps it wasn't that much of a mystery, but Kyle's heart was still beating quickly, unsure of what to do.
"You know I don't tolerate that sort of language, Kyle." His father started again, calmly. There was a grimace plastered across his face and his voice raised as he began working himself up. "How-- Kyle, how would your mother feel if she was alive?"
"Mum wouldn't care!" Kyle responded, his face burning. "It's none of your bloody business what Celeste does or did, but she doesn't any longer, not that it matters."
"What makes you think you can bring some cheap whore in my home?" Micheal retorted, disgust in his tone, his voice loud enough to be heard from the pool shed in the back of the estate. "After being gone for years, you bring a sex star to the home where your mother took her last breaths and then you tell me--"
Kyle didn't let Micheal finish, his fist colliding with his father's face, a quiet crack the only sound that rang out after. Whether it was his father's nose or his hand, Kyle didn't stick around to find out, his hand numbing as he quickly crossed back into the sitting room. He took Celeste's hand in his free, uninjured one and immediately started dragging her towards the foyer.
Shane, who'd heard everything, called out to his brother, alarmed. "I'll give you a ring--" He got out, before Nick pushed past him, going to aid his father.
He weaved past his swearing father and his older brother, not stopping until he was out the door and at his rental car.