Gunter the Jackass
Ty lay on his bed looking at the ceiling.
To most people, doing this meant you're bored.
To Ty Blue, it was him trying to piece together the greatest night of his life. That was, until he realized he was being pelted by pillows by none other then Cece Jones and Rocky 'The Rock' Blue.
"What the hell? What's with the pelting?" He said using his arms to fend off the attacks.
"You. Were. Out. All. Night. You Scared. The. Hell. Out. Of. Us!" Cece managed to say taking brief breaks to pummel me.
"You are so lucky mom wasn't home, 'cause if she was, she would kill you!" Rocky said using all her might to do an overhead blow.
"You're not gonna tell her, are you?" Ty said as he grabbed the pillows away from the girls.
"I don't know," Cece said, conspiringly, "It's gonna cost ya. Pay up, lover boy." She said outstretching her hand.
Ty unwillingly handed Rocky and Cece a fifty dollar bill," Does that cover it?"
"Wow, we were only expecting ten dollars, but thanks anyway." The girls beamed as they walked out of the room.
It didn't matter. That night was priceless, he would've paid one hundred dollars each, just to be able to see Tinka again.
~Meanwhile~
Tinka climbed the fire escape to her room at a snail's pace. She did not want to attract any unwanted attention to herself.
She ducked under her window, barely missing her mother's scrutinizing gaze.
"She'll turn up." She recognized her father's voice.
"Well, while she's gone, I'd like to do something about this room, it lacks… SPARKLE!" Her mother exclaimed in glee.
Tinka gagged. Her room? Sparkly? She would not let that happen.
"Come now, let's have some pickled goat eyes over some coffee." He said, presumably taking her by the hand and leading her out of the room.
She peeked into her room. The coast was clear. She used a hair pin she had in her hair (as she forgot her key) and quickly tried to pick the lock, not before someone tapped her on the shoulder.
"And vhere have you been?" An angry voice called out.
"Gunter, I can ex-" Tinka said, cut off by an angry rant.
"No, you can't explain, you go parading around like a zlut and are vissing all night, vhat is to explain?" He said pushing her against the brick wall. She felt a piercing pain in her left arm, but she would not show it.
"Gunter, please, I'm sorry, just… please!" She said, pleading with her own flesh and blood.
"Do not do it again!" He said, pushing himself off the wall and going down the fire escape.
Tinka felt defeated and slid down the wall, feeling tears flow down her checks. The pain in her shoulder was intensifying.
She now realized why she never went out. She wasn't scared of her parents. They would only make her clean out the apartment for a month. It was her brother she was scared of.
Ty hadn't heard from Tinka all night.
Tick, Tock, Tick, Tock
He watched the clock every second waiting her.
He finally decided her would call.
"Hello?" A frail voice answered.
"Hey, it's me." He said, failing to identify himself.
"Oh… Hey." She said, sounding morose.
"What's wrong?" He said, genuinely worried.
"Well…" She said.
"Come one, you can tell me anything." He replied reassuringly.
"When I was trying to get into the apartment, Gunter found me on the fire escape, he pushed me into the wall, and so I went straight to my parents, but… but they didn't believe me, and now I have a busted arm, but they're not convinced." She started to sob, I could just hear it in her voice.
"I'll be there are quick as I can, just get dress in something comfortable, and don't bother putting your wig on." He replied. He was worried about Gunter. He was dangerous.
"Hey, come with me." Ty said directing Tinka into his car.
He could tell she had been crying. Her eyes were puffy her nose was red.
She winced on contact with her shoulder. Although she didn't make a sound, a tear trickled down her cheek.
He wiped away the tear and kissed the cheek, which made her muster a small smile.
The drive to the hospital was quiet, only sometimes broken by a sob.
Hearing Tinka hurt and broken made him want to punch a hole in the wall.
"Don't worry," He said placing one hand on her knee," It's gonna be ok."
"Rocky, Where's Ty? I wanna ask him about Liz?"
"Why?" Rocky questioned, suspicious.
"Well, can you keep this between us?" Cece replied embarrassed.
Rocky nodded vigorously.
"I still like Ty…" She replied.
"And your scoping out the competition. Well then, let's go find him." Rocky said brushing off the popcorn bits off her PJs.
Rocky marched as if on a into Ty's room. Shocked, she ran back to Cece.
"He's not there." She coughed up.
"He must be with Liz… I should have never given her my blessing." She said while digging her head into her pillow.
"Well then, let's go find him." Rocky said, pulling Cece up.
"And how Ms… Tinka did you get this injury?" The doctor said while flipping through the charts.
"I was at a department store and it was pretty crowded and while I was walking, there was a really determined shopper, and boom, I got hurt." She said, trying to muster a sheepish grin.
Ty looked at her disappointed. She was so scared of her brother, she didn't even want to tell the doctor what really happened. Was she scared that if she said her brother did it, she would be considered a victim of abuse?
"Well, the injury is just quite serious, your arm is going to have to be in a cast for at least three months." The doctor said, showing little emotion.
Tinka thought about this. Doctors must see so many cases every day, that some cases didn't cause emotion.
"Can I choose the color of the cast?" Tinka asked.
"Well, no, you can't really, but we'll try. What color do you want it to be?" He said, putting the clipboard down.
"Blue. I want the color to be blue." She said, looking straight into Ty's eyes.
"That's possible, since most of the time, the casts are blue or white." He replied.
"Rocky, where could he possibly be?" Cece said, half giving up.
"I don't know, we've checked the park, your apartment, we still need to visit the Hesseneheffer's apartment building." Rocky said as she dragged the small girl on the pavement.
"Fine." Cece said begrudgingly.
The Hessenheffer's apartment building was normal in some ways, odd in some others.
The inhabitants were not any American people, but they were all foreigners. It was a multicultural building.
"Rocky, we don't even know if she lives here." Cece said as they walked up to the front desk.
"Hello, we're looking for a Liz." Rocky said with a stubborn confidence.
"There's no Liz that lives here, but there is a girl that has been hanging out in the lobby with a ridiculous pink streak in her hair." He said as he watch the glee come over the girl's faces.
"That's her!" Cece said.
"Thank you, do you know anything else about her?" Rocky said, stubborn as always.
"Oh yes, she's been on a couple dates with a boy, taller then you two, hat, I remember him because he asked me if he looked ok." He recalled their first date.
"That's him! That's my brother!" Rocky said at his explanation.
"Question is, Cece, where is he now?" Rocky said.
"Let's just go home, it's late and if my mom gets home before me, we're dead." She whined, on the verge of throwing a tantrum.
"No-" Rocky was cut off by an angry Cece.
"Rocky, he showed up the last time! Have a little faith. He's not dead." Cece wouldn't have said that if they had more time.
In retrospect, Cece hated Ty dating Liz, but she was tired, and a tired Cece equals a pain in the ass.
"Fine, let's go, thanks for your help." Rocky said acknowledging the receptionist, or whatever he was, she was just trying to keep Cece from having another melt down.
"At least it's only for a few months." Tinka said as she sniffled.
"Hey, it's ok," Ty said," From now on when you go home, I go up the fire escape with you, sort of like protection."
"Seal it with a kiss?" She said, looking up at him. His eyes were bloodshot from tiredness, but despite that, he managed to smile.