Confessions of a D-List Supervillain by Jim Bernheimer

Author:Jim Bernheimer [Bernheimer, Jim]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781461084747
Google: iOi3ngEACAAJ
Amazon: 1461084741
Goodreads: 11334430
Publisher: CreateSpace
Published: 2011-01-01T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Further Proof I’m an Asshole

Taking a deep breath, I look at Stacy. She isn’t bothered in the least. It’s pretty silly for someone who’s faced the dangers that I have, but I’m nervous anyway. I feel naked and nervous without my armor.

“It’s not too late to slip out and go watch a movie. We can say hello to all the nice photographers that have been tracking us like bloodhounds,” I say hoping she agrees.

“Oh, it won’t be that bad. C’mon, I’ll prove it,” she says opening the door. “Mom, Dad. We’re here.”

Great. Just flippin’ great. It’s meet the parents night. To make matters worse, mine are here too. I hadn’t seen them since shortly after I got out of prison and that went over so very well. A few months later, there were arrest warrants out for me, which made visits for the holidays somewhat difficult – not that I was interested in trying.

People come into the foyer to meet us. Dad looks like he’s lost weight along with a bunch of hair and Mom looks smaller than I remember. The fact that she’s using one of those four-legged canes sends a pang of either guilt or remorse down into the pit of my stomach to disturb the butterflies currently there.

Dad is beaming. I get a man hug, complete with a slap on the back. “Good to see you, son,” he says.

“Nice to see you, too. Hello Mom.” I lean down and give her a hug and a kiss on the cheek. Neither is really returned.

Me being a supervillain kind of put a negative spin on Mom’s active social life. The poor life choices I’d made impacted her standing in her gardening club, church, and just about everywhere else she went in my hometown. I didn’t encourage her to brag to everyone about my getting a full ride to UCLA or the job at Promethia. She’s was the one playing the “my son is better than your children” game with all the other women on her block. Suffice to say, there’s a bit of a grudge being held there. Being a supervillain means you never have to say you’re sorry, unless it’s to the judge or the parole board. Even then, it’s only an option. Odds are it won’t change what’s going to happen.

Dad, after I was tossed into the slammer, never had any expectations. Apparently, I’ve exceeded his wildest dreams lately. The guys at the lodge and down at the bowling alley Dad manages are probably getting an earful now about how his boy is dating Aphrodite.

Stacy’s parents are giving me a critical once over. Doctor Harrison Mitchell is tall, slender man who is a renowned physicist and author who usually spends half the year lecturing all across the world. I’m an electrical engineer, not necessarily in his league, but I can follow what he says. Then again, I might be out of touch when it comes to the latest views on superstrings, but I can build a powersuit.

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