Chapter Eight; Broken
Troy quickly took it all in. gaby...she was the most beautiful girl...and he loved her
Loved her more more than anything else.
"Gaby...I love you so much...thankyou...for being here for me," he gently whispered to her, caressing her cheek, and kissing her.
Gaby smiled.
"I love you, too, Troy," she said returning the kiss.
To their disappointment, they were soon interrupted by a knock at the door.
"Can we come in?" it was Troy's Mom.
Troy sighed. He knew what was coming. He would probably have to tell them everything...
He could feel his pain, returning.
"yeah," he muttered.
His mom came in..followed by his dad.
Troy felt himself stiffen.
His dad...
"Troy we need to talk," his mom stated the obvious.
Gaby made as if to stand, but Troy took hold of her hand.
Gaby turned to him.
"I'll see you tommorow?" Troy asked tentatively.
Gaby smiled and nodded. She quickly bid Mr. and Mrs. Bolton goodnight, then left.
Troy sat rigidly.
"Troy, son I really am sorry. I should..have believed...you. I am so sorry, for the pain I caused you," Mrs. Bolton apologized. Troy nodded, not really hearing anything.
"Troy honey, you have to tell us everything that happened, please we only want to help you," his mom whispered.
"I..uh..why? Why can't we...just forget everything?" cried out Troy.
He looked away not wanting to his parents' faces, and them seeing his.
"Troy?" His father touched his shoulder, trying to comfort Troy.
Troy flinched, and moved away from his father's touch.
Mr. Bolton..felt his heart sink, his own son was afraid of him...and all because of his brother...
He tried to hold back the tears that threatened to overwhelm him.
Mrs. Bolton held her husand's hand firmly. It pained her to see Troy like this.
"Troy we are going to put that...that man in jail...honey..tell us what happened."
Troy shuddered. His thoughts rushing through his mind.
He remembered...
"The day...he came he was...so nice...but it...everything changed. Dad...he didn't work in school, remember...he was ...working in ..construction. You mom, real estate...both always got home late...around ...8. I got home...he was...so angry...I...I didn't know..why. He started to...hit me. I..he..then he..." Troy paused afraid of continuing. His voice was trembling.
"He...I ...he..was too strong. He...touched..me...I..couldn't...tried...too strong...sorry..sorry...I...sorry..." Troy burst into tears. He dropped his head, ashamed and frightened of his pain.
He felt his mom's arms around him, trying to ease his pain.
But he didn't know if they could…
"Mom..?"
"Yeah, sweetie?"
"What's going to happen?" Troy asked referring to his uncle.
"He's not going to get away with this, he is going to pay for hurting you," she whispered, you could hear hatred dripping from every word.
"But…dad..? He's his..brother," wondered Troy.
"He's no family to me, not after what he did to you," His father reassured him.
Troy nodded feeling tired.
Things are going to change, he thought. He thought back to the first time his Uncle had hurt him. He had been so frightened, so young, and naïve. He should have told someone before, he now realized.
But what good would that have done? Troy had suffered, suffered greatly at the hands of someone who called himself family. He had been broken. Broken…………
He did know one thing.
His Uncle, his uncle would pay for all the pain he caused him. Troy wasn't going to let him hurt him ever again.
No more………
"Troy son get some sleep. We'll finish talking tomorrow," his father ordered.
Troy nodded, realizing he was tired. Sleep would be good.
His parents left his room, obviously heart-broken.
Troy closed his eyes and in an instant he was asleep……….
Mrs. Bolton cried like never before. Her husband held her tightly while he too shed tears of sadness.
How could this have happened??
"Jack, call the police."
Jack nodded. A part of him was saddened to realize what his own brother had done to his son.
Brother or no brother….Troy came first…Always
I swore I'd never let anyone hurt you, but someone did, my brother. I failed you. I'm sorry, Troy. I love you and your mom so much. He will pay, Fred would pay.