Tiny Tim полностью

I checked my phone and noticed a whopping fourteen missed calls from Claire, Aaron and even Uncle John. That was new, if those were attempts to check in on me. But I still had one more thing to do before I could call it mission accomplished. I had to call Logan. My first attempt went to voicemail after it rang just three times. Cursing under my breath, I immediately tried again, and he finally picked up.

“What!?” I heard his annoyed voice.

“Good day to you too, Golden Boy.” I answered, audibly annoyed.

“Oh ... it’s you.” His voice was now clearly tense.

“Yes, It’s me. How’s everything at your end?”

“Fine. I got here a few hours ago.”

“Where’s ‘here’?” I asked confused.

“With the others. Mom and Granny insisted since I got hurt.” he said with an audible grin, telling me he was enjoying this greatly. The reason for his good mood became clear when I heard Claire’s afar voice.

“Oh, you’re finally awake. Ava, honey, go make your brother feel better until Danny and I can join back in.” she ordered with a sultry laugh.

“Yes, Mom.” I heard Ava confirm.

Did I hear this right!? ‘Join back in’? My mood had significantly improved during the past hour I spent with Bill, but now I was immediately at rock bottom again. There were two big problems with what I had just heard.

First: Was physical appearance the only thing these damn people cared about? They excluded me for not being attractive enough, yet they didn’t exclude Logan for betraying their trust, putting their lives in danger, and trying to sell me out.

Second: They were fucking. So much for my theory of them calling so often because they were concerned for me. Clearly they were just concerned about something going wrong and the videos coming out.

Believe it or not, I didn’t blame them for caring for Logan, and I had to admit that Bill was right about him being scared. I hated him with a passion for what he did to me, but he was still their son, brother, and nephew. They were supposed to care for him. Just like they were supposed to care for me whenever I came home after being beaten by the assholes in school. It’s what I wished for these past years. And just like I came to terms with them not wanting me, realizing I couldn’t force them to be attracted to me, I knew I could never get what I needed from a family if it excluded one of its members. The basic problem would remain; they would still facilitate the very same damaging and hurtful behavior I had suffered from. I was also in full agreement with what Claire had said the night we had sex. She wanted me back in her life, but not at the cost of repeating her mistake with one of my siblings.

No, what got me down again was the fact they were even in the mood for sex, while I was out there trying to save their ungrateful asses from a known sex trafficer, who also almost killed me once before. Since they apparently stuck around while Bill and I discussed my plan, they knew about that. It proved how little they really worried about me.

“Fine.” I said, as I found my voice again, though now I was audibly pissed. “Listen, sometime this afternoon, I’ll need you to call those guys with a status update. Tell them the whole family will be back by Friday, so Ava won’t have to miss out on her birthday. Tell me how that went afterwards. You got that, asshole?”

“Don’t call me Asshole, Tiny!” he angrily answered, causing Claire to inject herself into the conversation again.

“Wait! Is that Tim? Give me the phone! NOW Logan!” I heard rustling, and then Claire’s voice came in clearer and a lot louder. “Tim? Baby? Are you Okay? We haven’t heard from you! We were so worried!”

“Sure you were.” I spat into the phone. “You were so worried that you all spent the night fucking the asshole who sold me out to those people, after he lost the videos he secretly took of your sexparties. So, not like he ever did anything that would warrant you finally remembering your obligations as a parent to raise your children, right!?”

“Wh ... What? Baby, we... ”

“Save it! Make sure your Golden Boy doesn’t fuck it up again, please. He needs to call them sometime this afternoon and tell them you’ll all be back before Ava’s birthday. If he can’t reach them, that’s a good thing, but if he does, do NOT come back before Monday! Just stay close to him when he makes the call, so he doesn’t tell them anymore crap that would make them want to kill me again! But I guess staying close to him won’t be a problem for any of you, will it?”