He stepped down from the cab he had ordered to the police precinct. He had already paid so he went straight to the precinct. He was tall, slim and had shoulder length dark golden brown hair. He had pink thin lips, olive brown hooded eyes and unusually rosy cheeks that made him look cute.
He got into the precinct and a police officer walked up to him stretching out a hand for a handshake.
"Hello, I am Detective Samuel Stocks ", said the police officer.
"Hi I'm Timothy Smart. Were you the guy that called me?", said Timothy while shaking the Detective's hand.
"Yes, I am can we speak in my office?",asked the Detective.
"Em... sure", replied Timothy.
They both walked to the Detective's office and Detective Samuel offered Timothy a seat while also sitting down himself.
"Timothy may I ask you some questions?"
"Em... yes"
"So what's your relationship with Mr. Alec Smart?"
"He is my father . Why do you ask? Is he in trouble?"
"Well yes but I also have other bad news"
"What bad news?", Timothy asked anxiously.
"Your parents had an accident and they both died. Your father's car ran into a motorcycle and killed the motorcyclist including himself and your mother surprisingly. We don't even know how that was possible but he has been charged for manslaughter by the motorcyclist's family luckily they can't sue because he is well as you know dead. But when this gets to the news your father's image will be tarnished"
"How did you guys know that my dad caused the accident?",Timothy asked with tears welling up in his eyes.
"We watched the CCTV and we also did an autopsy on your father. He had some traces of alcohol in his system, so we concluded the case that your father caused the accident killing your mom, the motorcyclist and himself"
"But my dad doesn't drink so how could you say he had traces of alcohol in his system"
"That's what the autopsy showed. So kid forget about the case because it is closed. I did a background check on you so I know you have an aunt that lives in this town so I've called her and she's gonna take custody of you. So wait here in the waiting room until your aunt comes. So you are excused"
Timothy quietly walked out of the Detective's office and went to the waiting room. He sat down miserably on a chair, he couldn't believe and couldn't process what he had just been told. 'How can mom and dad be dead?',he thought.
It was just unbelievable because it was a day ago that his parents dropped him at his best pal Alfred's house and went on a business trip. He couldn't believe that his father was drunk because his father was allergic to alcoholic beverages so he never drank.
He just sat there staring blankly at the wall until his aunt came. Her name was Andromeda Gen, she was short and robust. Aunt Andromeda had long grey hair and blue round eyes just like Timothy's mother. She wasn't actually Timothy's aunt but rather his mother's.
But Timothy called her aunt anyway, she was old with her grey hair as evidence and a widow with her only daughter in Cincinnati. She had alot of cats and smelled of cat food which Timothy didn't like.
"Timmy you poor child", cried Aunt Andromeda as he pulled Timothy into a hug crying her eyes out.
"Aunt..... aunt Andromeda mom and dad .... they're.... they're...", Timothy stammered before he is interrupted by Aunt Andromeda.
"Don't worry you sweet boy I'm here for you please don't cry. Let's go and get your things before we think about your parents' burial".
Aunt Andromeda and Timothy walked out of the police precinct.
They entered her car and she drove them to Timothy's former house to get his belongings. Timothy entered the house and looked around it was so lonely and dark. He looked at the portrait of him and his parents laughing happily. He then hurriedly looked away because he felt as if his heart was beginning squeezed against his lungs. He rushed up stairs and packed his belongings. He looked at his drawer and opened it there was an inner compartment he opened it and took a locket. He opened the locket and there was a picture of his family. He put the locket in his pocket and headed downstairs . He went outside the house and locked the front door he had opened to get into the house.
Timothy entered into Aunt Andromeda's car and they left without looking back at his former home .
They got to Aunt Andromeda's house and she showed him his new room. He got inside and jumped on the bed and slept until dinner. Timothy hardly hate his dinner before going back to bed.
A knock was heard on Timothy's room the next day and he unwillingly got out of bed and opened the door.
It was Aunt Andromeda and his best friends; Andy and Alfred.
"Timmy your friends are here to see you. If you need me I'm downstairs making breakfast"said Aunt Andromeda before leaving.
"What are you guys doing here?", Timothy asked scornfully.
"Dude we are your best pals, we heard what happened please accept our condolences. We are worried about you",replied Alfred.
"As you can see I'm fine so you guys should go to school or you'll be late",Timothy said distantly.
"Dude we are worried", Andy said
"I don't need your pity, you guys heard the news so I'm sure you know that my dad caused the accident killing my mom, a motorcyclist and himself", Timothy said.
"We heard but we don't believe that Mr Smart would drink",Andy said.
"I know but I want to be left alone so you guys should leave", Timothy said chasing them away.
"Dude he can't leave you like this", Alfred said.
"I don't care please leave",he said and pushed them out of his room before slamming the door at their face.
Aunt Andromeda came and knocked on the door.
"Guys please I want to be left alone",Timothy begged.
"Timmy it's me opened up",said Aunt Andromeda .
Timothy reluctantly opened the door and sat on his bed. Aunt Andromeda sat close to him.
"Timmy I know losing your parents was hard but you don't have to push away the people who love you. I miss them too but we both have to be strong and move on. And you don't have to bottle up your emotions like this",said Aunt Andromeda.
"I'm not bottling my emotions but I understand what you said I will call my friends to apologise",he said.
Some weeks later, the burial of his parents was done and it was only Timothy, his aunt and her family, and his friends and their family that attended the burial. Most of the town's people and his school mates didn't attend because the was an article on the accident so most people thought that Timothy's father was a murderer.
Two weeks later Timothy resumed school but he was being ostracized by his peers. They even started bullying him. Calling names like son of a murderer, murderer's son and the son of an alcoholic murderer.
Timothy couldn't bear the bullying so he fought back, hospitalising one of his mates. So he was expelled, his aunt didn't know what was going on until he was expelled and his friends had abandoned him because they didn't want to be ostracized like him.
So aunt Andromeda had no choice but to send him to live with her daughter Maria in Cincinnati.