Big brother

Chapter 19

A/N: picture of Timothy at the top. Open it cause he's cute.

Wes' pov

I've had Timothy for about a month now and I'm running low on money. I just can't afford feeding him and me both and clothing me and him both. I need a raise. I got him dressed and fed before putting him in his car seat and driving to Zac's place. I really need the extra money. I don't just want to provide for him, I want to give him things he wants too. We pulled up to his house and I got out then got him out of his car seat. "Why are we here daddy?" He asked. "I need to talk to Zac, remember him?" I asked. "Yes. I remember." He smiled up at me. "Good." I smiled back. "He's really nice." Timmy added. "Yeah he is, isn't he?" I replied. "Yes daddy." He giggled. "I'm gonna let you spend some time with Cassi okay?" I asked. "Okay." He agreed. I had still been talking to her. Just because I have Timothy doesn't mean we can't date still. She's really excited to meet him too. I knocked on the door and waited. Zac answered the door. "Hey buddy! How are you?" He asked Timothy. "I'm good." He replied blushing a bit. "Well I guess I'm chopped liver." I joked. Zac rolled his eyes. "You know I'll always love you." He told me pinching my cheeks. "He loves you daddy?" Timmy asked. "Yes bubba. I love him too." I chuckled. "But you love me." He said confused. "Yes baby. I love you very much. I can love you and him both." I told him. "Oh. I love you both too." Timmy said making Zac beam. "Aww buddy I love you too." He said happily. Cassi all of a sudden ran in. "Is he here?!" She asked excitedly. "Cassi this is Timothy. Timothy this is Cassi." I introduced them. Yes Cassi knew he was in the house but they didn't really get to see each other. "Aww he's so cute! Can I hold you?" She asked him. "No I want daddy." He whined. "Baby I gotta talk business. Go play with Cassi please." I told him. "Okay dada." He agreed. I smiled and handed him to Cassi. "We have Legos, and coloring books!" She said trying to excite him. "What's a Lego?" He asked. By then they were out of site. "So what do you need?" He asked. "I need a raise. Bad." I told him. "Alright. You get 11.50 an hour how does 18 dollars an hour sound?" He asked. "Please?" I asked shocked. I figured 15 at the most. We're on duty 12 hours a day. So 18 dollars an hour isn't bad. "Of course. I figured you'd need a little bit more with your own baby." He smiled proudly. "Yeah. He's so worth it though. I never thought I'd love anyone as much as I love him. He's got me wrapped around his little finger." I chuckled shaking my head. "Wes, I am so proud of you. You've really stepped up for him." He told me. "Thank you sir." I smiled. "Let's go play with him." He chuckled getting up and walking to the living room with me. Cassi was making Lego people for Timothy to rip off their heads. I chuckled at the sight. "Just like his father." Zac joked. But he was right. I kill people. Maybe not by ripping off their heads but I still do. He's going to have a better life than me. I'm bound and determined to make that happen. He's going to go to college and get his degree and be successful. Something I never got the chance to do. I'll be there cheering him on the whole time. His whole life. Why? Because that seven year old is my life. He's my world. Cassi and him played for about an hour before he started getting grumpy and rubbing his eyes. "Looks like it's nap time. I'll see you guys soon. Say bye Timothy." I told him. "Bye bye." He waved. "Aww bye buddy!" Cassi cooed. With that we were out the door. I buckled him in before driving to our house. "Daddy?" He asked from the back seat. "Yeah Bub?" I answered. "Cassi says she loves me but she doesn't look at me the way you do. Why is that?" He innocently asked. "Well bubba, maybe she doesn't love you like I do. I love you very much you know what don't you?" I asked. "Yes daddy. I know. I love you too." He replied. "How does she love me then?" He asked. "I don't know baby." I answered truthfully. If Timothy doesn't think she loves him like I do then I don't see how we can still be a thing. My son comes before her. Yes I think I might love her but I know I love my baby boy more. I'll always love him more than anything else in this world. "She's nice daddy but she's not you." He told me sleepily. I smiled softly at him through the rear view mirror. I don't want to end it with her but I'll do anything for Timothy. He was dead asleep when we got home so I carried him inside and up the stairs to his room which had a race car bed in the middle of it. Yeah there's a reason why I was running low on money. I laid him down then kissed his head. "I love you so much baby." I whispered before walking out. He's so behind for his age. It's almost as if he's 4 instead of 7. I'm not complaining about it but I'm a little worried. He still can't bathe himself, can't dress himself, and sometimes wants a bottle. Maybe I should take him in to get tested or something. Is it really necessary? I don't want him being scared. If I take him to be tested no doubt he's gonna cry. Maybe I should ask Zac. I don't want him thinking I can't raise Timmy on my own though. Damn it. He's fine right? I don't know. Do I want to know what some specialist has to say about my son? Yes. Yes I do. I'll take him to the fucking specialist tomorrow. I jogged downstairs and dialed the number to make an appointment. "Hi my name is Wes and I'd like to make an appointment for my son." I said once they answered. "Okay how old is he?" She asked. "He's seven." I answered. "Okay. His appointment will be at 10:00 am tomorrow. See you then!" She said way too cheerful. "Okay bye." I replied before hanging up. I decided to clean up a little bit before making lunch. Just as I was almost finished with lunch I heard Timmy scream for me in pure terror. Fuck. My poor baby. I ran up the stairs and scooped him up into my arms. "Shh baby you're okay. No ones gonna hurt you." I soothed. "Daddy!" He sobbed. "Shh baby I got you." I whispered. "Please daddy." He sobbed. "I'm right here baby I'm right here. Tell me what you want babe." I said softly. "Promise me you won't laugh at me?" He asked finally calming down. "I promise baby." I assured. "Protect me." He whimpered. "Forever and always baby boy." I told him kissing his forehead. "He's here daddy." He whispered. "Who?" I whispered back. "Old daddy." He whimpered quietly. "Where?" I whispered already grabbing my gun from behind my back. "In there." He looked towards his closet. I put him on his bed promising that everything would be alright. He's about to witness a shooting and he's only seven. Nothing is alright about that. I opened the closet and inspected it throughly. No signs of anyone in it. "Baby no one is in the closet." I told him smiling softly. "Look at the top." He whispered. I glanced up and saw eyes and almost peed myself until I realized it was a stuffed lion. "It's your lion babe." I said holding it up to him. "Oh. I'm sorry. I just saw the eyes." He giggled. "It's alright bub." I ruffled his hair. "I'm scared of my old daddy." He whimpered. "I won't let him hurt you baby." I told him. "I know. That's why I love you daddy." He smiled. "I love you too baby." I replied before kissing his cheek. He giggled and pushed my face away. "No kisses." He said trying to sound demanding. "But I want kisses." I argued. "No daddy. No kisses." he said trying to hold a straight face. "Why not?" I asked pouting. "Cause I don't want kisses." He smirked. Holy shit I'm rubbing off on him. "What if I wanna give you kisses?" I asked. "No kisses!" He giggled. "Okay fine. No kisses." I acted like I gave up. He smiled really widely. I never let the poor kid win. Just as he got all relaxed I ducked my head and gave him a kiss on his cheek. "Daddy!" He whined. "Baby!" I mimicked. He started pouting. Lip sticking out and his arms folded over his chest. "Hey now. Don't pout." Said sternly. He just giggled. He doesn't take me too seriously. He really should but he doesn't. He's in for a big surprise the first time I have to spank him.