Chapter 21
*Gemini Speaking Now*
'We are gathered here today to celebrate the 78 years of Miss Angela Horan. She passed in her sleep so could not feel any pain. We ...' the minister prattled on.
We were at a funeral for Dad's great aunt or something. Earlier this week, Mum had introduced us to her Mum which by the way I thought had died.
I was at the end of the pew with Liam wriggling beside me. Then it went Aislyn, Grandma Hayley, Mum and Dad. I felt my eyes begin to close.
Then I started to need the loo. I prodded Mum and mouthed "I need toilet." She shooed me off and went back to looking at the minister. I tip-toed to the toilet.
I went. Then I decided to get some fresh air. I walked outside and sat on the stone steps. There was a guy with grey hair and blue eyes. He walked up to the church.
'Hi, is this the service for Miss Angela Horan?' He asked me.
'Yeah but there's no room in there. Everybody seems to know her.' I said. The guy sat down beside me.
'Are your mother and father in there?' He asked and I nodded.
'What are their names?'
'Niall and Juliet Horan?' I said questioningly.
'I just wanted to know.'
'Are you a friend of the Horan family?' I asked.
'Well I'm part of it.'
'Oh, how?'
'I'll only tell you if you tell me who you are first. I'm guessing you're one of the twins.'
'Yeah, how did you know?'
'I have a son who's a massive directioner.'
'Oh.'
We sat in silence for a bit.
'Which twin are you?' He asked me.
'Gemini. Why does that matter?' I said.
'If you come with me I'll explain.' A creepy grin spread across his face.
'My mum and dad said I shouldn't talk to strangers.' I said kind of like a 5-year-old.
'Well they wouldn't stop you from talking to your father, would they?' I looked at him strangely trying to work out what he meant. Then it hit me.
'Bobby?' I asked.
'Yes my dear.'
'My half-dad?'
'Yes my dear.'
'Well if you're my dad I guess I could go with you.'
'You came to the right decision, my sweet. I have no house but a hotel room would do just as well.' He said. He took my hand and called a taxi.
***
The receptionist lead us into room 426. Bobby had used a fake name, Jeremy Hunnlebore. I noticed there was only one double bed. I think the receptionist thought I was Bobby's wife. That was fine with me. The receptionist left.
'So tell me about yourself.' I asked.
'I'm 61 years-old. I was in prison and had 17 years left but I broke out. They don't care. I had a wife, your grandmother Maura, and two sons, your father Niall and Uncle Greg. When Maura split up from me because of another man I went crazy, sleeping with any woman I saw. My son became a famous pop singer, I still slept with any woman I saw. Your mother was one of those women. I met her on a bench outside a bakery. She was different. I fell in love with her. It wasn't just a meaningless fling with her. She didn't feel the same though. She had fallen in love with Niall. 1 year later after we were married she slept with Niall, she tried to keep it from me but trust me I'm not stupid. She ended up pregnant, with you and your sister. She left me when I got back together with Maura. I couldn't concentrate on Maura knowing that she was around. She married Niall after having you two. Then that ended after she slept with Harry. I tried to get her back by murdering her friend. Don't judge me I was drunk and depressed, Maura had left me again. I ended up in prison and your Mum got pregnant with a boy, I think. That's my story.' He said. I saw tears forming in his eyes.

My hand reached forward to hold his hand. I ended up grabbing his dick. My hand lurched back.
'Oh my God, I'm so sorry!' I said.
'Don't apologize, I liked it.' He said grinning. I grinned back. I had no idea what I was doing. I was going to do this. I placed my hand back where is was palming his crotch through his trousers. I leaned forward and kissed him.

'Well if my sister lost her virginity to her cousin, I can lose it to my dad.' I said. I giggled and he rolled on top of me.

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