(2) The Most Horrible Sight

"Sir, with all your respect, can't you just kick her out? I can kill her for you, put her 6 feet below us right now. I can even make it look like it's an accident and-" She is my granddaughter, Adam. Try talking about her like that again then you will be 6 foot down."

Silence followed the argument, thus the signal for me to open my eyes. I immediately closed it back when white light covered my sight. Memories started rushing back to me, which made me want to open my eyes immediately.

As I blink rapidly, everything started to become clearer and clearer; which eventually focused on my grandfather's warm smile and the monster's grim look.

What a horrible sight to see.

"You." I whispered, coughing a little at my dry throat, "You pedophile!"

Both of their eyes widened and Adam growled at me, "He's your grandfather.-"

I cut in, "-And you're no dog.-"

But he continued. "-His name is Franco Sanders."

I tested out his name, "Franco." Frank-o. Fran-co. Fra-nc-o, Francooo. What a foreign name for my tongue. It's weird.

"Yes," Franco smiled, "But you can call me Grandpa."

No way in hell.

I brushed him off, "Nah, Franco's fine."

Adam joined in. "He is your grandfather."

"I heard you once, and I heard you now." I snapped angrily.

He glared at me, "You shall show respect!"

"And you shall stop proving your point! I get it, I do! Now would you please shut up!?"

He smirked, "Are you pissed off?"

"Are you bipolar?" I raised an eyebrow.

He snorted, "Whatever."

"You gay bruh?"

"If I am -which I'm not- you have a problem with that?"

I snorted when he denied his own gender.

"Uh no, in the matter of fact, I have gay friends." I bragged, "Quite a lot actually. Too bad I can't have you."

"Are you calling me gay?"

"Can't you get my implied statement?"

"Didn't you hear the 'which-I'm-not' statement?"

"Didn't you hear the snort I made?"

"Okay." Franco coughed awkwardly. "It seems as if you guys are on good terms-"

"Are you deaf?" I asked while at the same time, the monster's eyes widened.

"-you may now go to your room and change your clothes. No offense, but you smell ba-"

"Finish that sentence and you'll never hear me call you grandfather."

Franco smiled sheepishly.