Chapter Five

My baby

Troy desperately tried not to cry but he couldn't help it. Horrible memories overwhelmed him. His uncle had done so many things to him. He had been hit and now he was coming back. No, no, no, no, no!

Damn it, why?

"Troy, honey can I come in?" his mom called interrupting his thoughts. Troy quickly wiped away a few tears.

"Yeah, sure mom," he answered trying to keep his voice steady..

"Hey sweetie, we haven't talked in a long time. So what's up?" she asked cheerfully.

Troy shrugged. "Mom does Dad's brothers have to stay here?" asked troy hoping not to raise too much suspicion.

Mrs. Bolton eyed Troy surprised. "Yes, honey why do you ask?"

Troy just shrugged. His mom came and sat next to him, putting an arm around troy, embracing him. She was surprised to find troy shivering, trembling with…fear.

"Troy, honeys tell me what's wrong?" she begged. She knew her baby was hurting.

"Nothing mom, I'm ok," he said but he wasn't fine. She could hear it in his voice.

"If you want honey, Uncle Fred can stay at a hotel, "his mom suggested. She felt Troy relax in her arms.

If I say yes, she's going to suspect. Maybe she won't. "Please?"

She nodded. She stood up, gave Troy a quick kiss on the forehead and went to talk to Jack.

"Jack I want your brother to stay at a hotel," she told Jack.

Jack was very puzzled. "But I already told him he could stay here," he protested.

"I don't care Jack; just tell him the guest room's is being remodeled or something. I don't want him to stay her," she continued. She still didn't understand why Troy didn't want Fred to stay here. But her baby came first. No matter what.

I'm going to get to the bottom of this, she thought.

Troy felt relieved. He felt safer.

There was a knock at the Montez's house. Gaby answered. It was Troy's mom.

"Mrs. Bolton hi?" Gaby said surprised," Is Troy ok?"

"Hello Gaby, Troy's fine. I just wanted to talk to you about Troy," Mrs. Bolton began.

Gaby nodded.

"Could we go grab a quick coffee?"

Gaby nodded.

"Gaby I know Troy considers you a very close friend. That's why I came to you. I need you to tell me if something is wrong with Troy. He's been very different lately. Please Gaby I know you know what's wrong with Troy. Today he found his Uncle Fred was going to come stay with us and he was scared. Do you know why? Please Gaby I am begging you, if you know tell me," Mrs. Bolton begged tears coming to her eyes.

Gaby could feel the tears spilling from her eyes. His Uncle? Oh no, poor Troy. But I promised him I wouldn't say anything.

"Troy...I promised him I wouldn't say anything," replied Gaby.

"You know. Please Gaby you must tell me. Please," she begged.

Gaby nodded. I hope I'm doing the right thing.

"Please Mrs. Bolton, after I tell you. You must stay calm. Don't pressure Troy. Please you must take it easy."

She nodded. Was the truth going to be that big with such an impact?

"Troy told me that when his Uncle came to stay with you guys when he was 11 that….."

"What? Tell me!!"

Gaby felt the tears roll down her cheeks. She held back a sob as she continued. "He hit Troy when you weren't there; he also…..touched him," She cried out weeping.

Mrs. Bolton sat there dumbly shocked. No my poor baby. My baby. No. No. No. No. No. No. "No, no. Please tell me it's not true," she pleaded.

But Gaby couldn't because it was truth. "I'm sorry, please don't pressure Troy. He was hurt. He wanted to tell you but his Uncle…he's not a good man. Protect Troy," Gaby whispered getting up and heading home leaving Troy's mom there drowned in guilt and pain.

Her baby, how could this happen? No more, she was going to protect her baby. That bastard of a brother her husband was going to pay dearly, very dearly.