Little Lockwood

1.9 Founders Day

Today was the first day Linkin was let out of his room. He had been locked in there for two days without anything to eat. But thankfully he had his own bathroom so he could at least do his business, clean up an drink water.

He cleaned himself up after Carol unlocked the door and informed him of the days proceedings. The whole town was here to see the old artefacts that the place had. Linkin thought it was cool living in a museum, behing surrounded by all that history.

But as guests starting arriving, he had to put on a fake smile as everyone came up the steps of the manson. Giving false pleasantries, greetings and thanks. Doing what he had to do to keep up the family image.

Although, the big cut along his face probably isn't helping that in anyway.

"Hey Linkin." Bonnie said as she climbed up the stairs. She was wearing a beautiful gold dress with her hair left out, her curls hanging over shoulder.

"Hi." He said giving her his first actual smile with an genuine hug.

"I haven't heard from you in a couple days." She said still looking him over.

"Oh hush child." Came a voice that made Linkins happiness sky-rocket.

"Grams." Link all but cheered gently bringing the woman into his embrace. As they pulled apart the woman gave him a quick glance over. He was trying to hide it but she could see he was in pain.

"Ah, Sheila Bennett." Richard said moving over to the three, leaving Carol to do invite guests in. "I didn't expect to be seeing you here." He said slyly sending his son a warning look.

"I'm not normally one to go to such an event of unnecessary extravagance." Sheila said flatly.

"We figured we'd come an check out all the history." Bonnie said just as plainly.

"Yes." Sheila chimmed in. "One never knows what they could come to learn in a place like this." She spoke in a warning tone.

Mayor Lockwoods whole demeanour changed at the older womans words. His smile disappearing as his face morphed into a scowl. "Enjoy the party." He said through gritted teeth before turning to his son. "Come Linkin." The man ordered.

"Oh my, I'm suddenly famished." Shelia said with her signature smirk turning to the boy. "Would you kindly show an old woman to the buffet?"

"I-"

"Perfect." Shelia cut him off, linking her arm with his while Bonnie took the other. Both Bennett's then briskly and with supriseing strength dragged Linkin into the house away from his now fuming father.

"Grams, Bonnie." He chastised finally wiggling free from the two.

"Don't use that tone with me." Grams said playfully.

"Yes ma'am." He immediately said and Bonnie badly covered a laugh with a cough.

"Are you alright child?" Sheila asked him genuionly. She reached out to put a hand on his shoulder but he jerked back slightly. Bith the wemon looked downtrodden.

"They can't keep doing this to you Linkin. It's not okay." Bonnie said with anger to the Lockwoods.

"Bo-." He tried.

"She's right. No one should have to be treated the way you are." Grams added in.

Linkin was starting to feel really uncomfortable. They always had this conversation every now and then but, right now the whole town is here and anyone could hear whay they were saying. "Can we please not talk about this now." He pleeded looking around corners and in open doorways.