One step before me

-{Chapter 8: Stephany}-

What was all that about?
Soon enough we reached Timathy's home after 30 minutes. It was a big and yet elegant building. It suits this rich kid perfectly.

We went inside the building and I started to get curious about what would have happened if you mixed potato soup with tomato soup. Will it taste good, or be a nightmare?

Somehow, without me realizing it, we stood in front of a door. Timathy smoothly took his keys out of his pocket and opened the door. We entered the house, and at that moment, I felt unwanted by the large luxury apartment.
"I still don't get why you wanted to come. The only thing I was planning to do today was reading some books or something"
"DADDY TEDDYBEAR!"I heard a little girl say. Shortly after a little blonde girl in a pink dress came running towards us. What the fudge is this...? Is that his daughter? Or did he kidnap her and plant weird things in her head!?

"The name is Timathy kid. Don't tell me your father wanted me to babysit you again."
"Bingo! You got it right Daddy teddybear!" She said and jumped up on Timathy's back, meanwhile, I slowly took my phone out. I typed 911, trying to make it look natural.

"991, what's your emergency?" A voice was heard on the phone.

"Hello? Is this the police? I want to report a pedophile case..." I said, but a few seconds later the phone was snatched out of my hand and ended up being pressed against Timathy's ear.

"I apologize for the big fuzz. My stupid friend wanted to make a prank call" He said and hung up shortly after. Did he just CALL ME HIS FRIEND!?
"Say it again! Did I hear it right!? You called me your friend, right? RIGHT!?" I exclaimed. Fudge. I let my weakness get the best of me.

"OMG! IS THAT HER!? IS THAT YOUR GIRLFRIEND YOU WHERE TALKING ABOUT!?" The little girl said out loud, more like shouted in excitement. Girl, why are you so hyped?  Are you trying to make a secret SOS-call?

"No." Timathy simply said with a poker face.

"Timathy, it's okay. You don't need to hide the fact that you're a pedophile. As a friend, I must be honest with you and say that what you are doing is so wrong. You just need to stop it and get some help." I told him. He probably used the old candy trick to fool the poor kid. That explains the 'daddy teddybear' thing.

"I'm not a pedophile, you stupid idiot. The one who is in need of help is not me, but you, moron." He responded. I was so relieved when he said that. So he is not a disgusting creep! I just misunderstood the whole situation.

He looked at me for 5 seconds or so, before he says "Wren, seriously. Something must be wrong with you, you might have a brain damage. Or maybe you got dropped as a baby." It took some time before the words slowly sank in.

"I don't know my dear friend... maybe it is both," I told him. This is sad. I can't even testify due to my lack of memories. And on top of that, I don't want to lose this friendship.

"Ti-ma-tthhhyy," The little girl said.
  "I am hunnggryy" she said, getting even wilder. Children are scary. 
"What do you want then?" He asked.

"I want lasagna!" She said. Oh yeah, man. The kid got a good taste.

"You better behave while I'm cooking Stephany, or you will regret it," He told her. He was heading towards the kitchen but stopped himself at the end.

"You too Wren." He said, turning his head to the side before saying so and then walked away. Less than an hour later the food was finished. It looks good.

Yo, Lil' Steph" I called out to the little girl who was playing on her iPad.

"Timathy is done with the cooking," I told her. She slowly moved away from it and we all sat on the food table. Wow. I didn't know Timathy was that good at cooking. Can you be my personal cook? 'yeah, why not?'-sike. As if that would be a reality. I don't even know how why I always like to demean myself so bad?

"So Wren, right?" She said. I nodded in response.

"Timathy has a girlfriend, I have a boyfriend..." as soon as the word 'boyfriend' came out of the girl's mouth, Timathy lowered his fork and started to stare intensely at Stephany.
"Do you have one too? I mean even girls who look like a man would have one, right?" she said. That hit me hard. At that point I didn't know if I should be laughing at the sudden roast I got, or to just leave this place and isolate myself from the rest of the world. Not only was I dissed by a kid, but I got dissed right in front of my only friend too. Why are my eyes suddenly getting so watery!?

"You see...I have a boyfriend, actually he is my third one," the little girl said. What. The. Actual. Frog. Since when did kids learn this!? And how is this shish she is saying related to anything!?

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Timathy's POV
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One thing I can't stand about disrespectful kids: they have no limit what so ever. At the corner of my eye, I could see her body shrink together. Her brown hair unsuccessfully covering her face, while her somewhat unnatural green eyes looking watery. As if she was about to cry. Great. I slowly turned my phone on under the table, starting the recorder.

"You see...I have a boyfriend, actually, he is my third one," She said. Big mouths are never good to own, Stephany. Let me teach you a lesson you never will forget.

"You're not even 8, and this is what's coming out of your mouth?" I asked her sharply.
"So what if I am 8? age doesn't matter when it's about love" she said.
"Oh? is that so? I don't think your father agrees with that" I said calmly.
"SHUT UP!" She shouted. You clearly don't know your place.

"I can do what I want! It's none of your business, Timathy. You have a girlfriend, why can't I have a boyfriend then?" She said, raising her voice.
"Not only have you made me uncomfortable but my guest too by claiming her to be things she is not," I said, giving Stephany a cold glare.

"I am going to inform your dad about this."

"Well-My father hasn't control over me, and he wouldn't believe you anyway." When she said that, a smirk appeared on my face. Send. I played the recorder.

"I am pretty sure he would believe me after hearing this," I said, showing her  the voice mail I send to her father.

"Are you snitching me? betraying me? after all that we have been through? after all that pizza?" Stephany said in disbelieve.

"You're wrong. I didn't betray you, you betrayed yourself." I told her. Why did it feel like I played chess in a split second?
"Okay! Fine. I am sorry." She said, crossing her arms. No Stephany. I'm sorry for you to be growing up too fast.
"Apologize to my guest as well," I told her, and she did. The mood got better over time, and before we knew it, it was like the small conflict never happened.

So this is how it feels like to eat with other people at home. This must be something families do all the time. The atmosphere is probably similar to this one. Feeling like you're in place and that you are apart of something, a family. I threw the thought out of my mind. There is no need for such unnecessary thoughts.

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Sorry for not being able to update for so long ^^;

I haven't had much time lately to write... and might not have much later on... but I will try to write when I do, so my updates will be really random from here on. Hopefully, when I finish this book I will edit it like crazy, once again, until I am satisfied.

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Till we meet again stranger!

Pizza- out!