heartache: a smytheberry story

chapter twenty three

sebastian was now at dalton his head reeling about his dad as he walked into his first class he saw thad who must have seen the look on his face.

" you ok" thad asked as sebastian sat down next to him.

" no my dad wants custody of me" sebastian said

" wait seriously well that isnt going to happen" thad said

" my dad is a lawyer thad he has friends in high places" sebastian said

" im nit to sure about that" thad said

" what" sebastian asked

" i scuppered your dads promotion i recorded him shoving you against your car and sent it to mr peyton he lives next door to my grandparents. i still have the video so that at the custody trial no matter who your dad is or who is friends are that video doesnt lie. plus i would happy tell the court how your mom came looking for you because she didnt know he had sent you away" thad said sebastian smiled.

" you would do that" he asked

" seb i mean this in the nicest way your a dick ok your cocky and obnoxious but your also my best friend and you dont deserve to have him as a father" thad said

" thanks i think" sebastian said both boys laughed.

as sebastian was walking to his next class what he saw filled him with dread as he saw who he thought was his father facing away from him further down the hall. as sebastian was about to sneak outside to avoid him he heard his naned called by the headmaster.

" mr smythe come over here a moment " the headmaster called sebastian scowlee but made his was over.

then the dread disappeared in an instant as the man wasnt his father after all it was his dads twin brother martin who had always been known as the nice twin.

" uncle martin" sebastian said

" hello seb how is my favourite nephew " martin said

" ok i guess" sebastian said

" yes i just spoke with charles he told me your parents are divorcing its about time they did " martin said

" yeah it is" sebastian said

" can i take my nephew out of school for an hour after what he has been put through im sure you will allow it" martin said to the headmaster.

" ofcourse " he said

a short while later

sebastian was sat in the lima bean with his uncle they had just gotton their coffees and sat down.

" so your dad wasted no time in telling me how you and your mom have bern so unfair on him" martin said laughing.

" i hate him" sebastian said

" join the club i only came to town because your grandfather insisted i found out what was going kn with his fravorite son" Martin said

" he is trying to take me away from my mom" sebastian said

" yeah he told me but dont worry he wont" martin said

" my dad knows how to manipulate people" sebastian said

" yeah but that doesnt meannthdy think ge is a nice person" martin said

"no i guess it doesnt" sebastian said

" i called in to see your mom she told me you have got yourself a girlfriend "martin said

" yeah dad doesnt approve that what all this is about" sebastian asked

" i think there is more to it than that seb i doubt its her he isnt happy about i bet its more that your growing up and he is losing control of you he hates not been able to control things" martin said

" yeah" sebastian said picking at the lid of his coffee.

" i need to ask you something i know this isn't the place for it but it needs to be asked seb has he ever hit you" martin asked softly.

" a couple of times not in the ozdt few yers since i grew taller than him" sebastian said

" and your mom has he ever..." martin started to ask.

"i have never seen him hit her but i have seen bruises on her that she told me were from various incidents but i was never around when they had happened so i cant say for sure but i wouldnt put it past him" sebastian said

then uncle martin put his hand in hus pocket and pulled out a tape recoder sebastian looked at confused.

" you recorded us " sebastian asked

" yes because i plan to be at the custody hearing and when i tell the judge you told me he hits you and your dad denies it i will produce the tape proving you did infact admit it" martin said

" i wish you were my dad" sebastian said before he could stop himself.

" well you wouldnt be you if you were in not sayi g you take after him you dont but thats the poi t in his attempt to mould you in his image he has made you more and more like your mom" martin said sebastian noticed a pained expression on his uncles face he had often seen it growing up  not only on his uncles face but his moms too.

"uncle martin do you love my mom" sebastian asked martin had never narried.

"who couldnt love her" martin said

" i mean..." sebastian started to say.

" dont seb just dont" martin said smiling but not looking him in the eye.