The Unwanted Twin

Chapter Four

Trigger Warning: Swearing, Homophobia, abuse.

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Oliver slowly walked to his sister and his soon to be family with his head down, his wrist was throbbing so much he was silently crying on the inside. He started at his shoes while he walked, stopping a good six feel from where Jess and the other two people are.

It had been a couple minutes of them talking and Jesses sickly sweet baby voice talking about herself, he was just kind of there, it's like he is invisible.

After a solid five minutes Andrew brought Oliver into the conversation.

"Jess I would love to hear about you but where is Oliver? Why is he not with you?" Andrew said.

"He's right there." Jess said with a sneer in her voice pointing at Oliver who was standing away from them, cheeks red about how they were bringing the attention to him.

"Oliver? Why are you so distant, I hope you know that's rude." Ezekiel said, and Jess silent laughter made Oliver want to vomit, of course they already hate him.

"Oliver come over here and introduce yourself, we haven't met before." Andrew said standing straighter, he had always been hard on the boys and Oliver is no exception.

Oliver gulped and started to slowly walk towards them, stopping two feet away from where they were standing. Jess was absolutely fuming now all the attention was off of her.

When Oliver came close Andrew and Ezekiel became very concerned and confused, why was Oliver so small and dirty? He looked like he was nine years old and haven't taken a bath in years, which was correct.

"Are you sure you guys are twins? Oliver you look sickly, how much do you weigh? Matter of fact how tall are you?" Ezekiel said, obvious curiosity in his voice.

Oliver signed: "I'm four feet eleven and seventy four pounds." Both Andrew and Ezekiel's eyebrows shot up and their eyes widened, they were obviously confused.

"Oliver is mute, sad isn't it? I feel sorry for him, he's my twin after all." Jess said breaking the silence, her words were lies of course.

"Oliver you are mute? This won't do, I will hire a professional sign instructor so we can understand what you are saying. For now write on a note pad, here I happen to have mine from work, use it to answer the question I just asked you." Andrew said passing the notepad and pen to Oliver, he softly grabbed it and visibly took a sigh of relief.

We're they testing me? Trying to gain my trust and let my guard down toward them? Oliver thought.

Oliver scribbled the answer to his question on the notepad, turning it over and showing them.

Andrew shook his head and rubbed his eyes with one hand, this can't be it's not right. The kid is fourteen he should be at least 5'5 and weight well over one hundred pounds.

Ezekiel was silently laughing behind his hand, so his little brother is a wimp.

Oliver put his head back down at their reaction, will he get a beating once we got to their house?

"That can't be right, Ezekiel call Damon and let him get the weigh scale and tape measurements from my office. We will check once we get home, I want to confirm it before I call our doctor." Andrew said looking at Oliver and how pale and sickly his face was, his clothes looked ruined and his hair was matted with grease and knots.

"Yes father." Ezekiel said walking away with his phone to his ear.

Oliver was having a internal panic right now, why would they do that? Jess is going to hate me now, and they will see how much of a wimp I am.