°¥° The Little Things °¥°
Chapter Eleven

Hailee sat down on Trevor’s couch; she had been there all day long. They played video games and watched TV. He talked to her about school and how Jon always talked to her. He could tell there was something wrong with her, he could tell she was unhappy with something in her life. There was 2 hours to go before the AMA’s were going to be on, Hailee’s mind was spinning while her and Trevor sat on the couch watching Cartoons.

“How has your mom been? I haven’t seen or heard from her for a while.” Trevor said remembering Adrea kicking him out of her apartment a few years ago, then breaking up with Sarah.

He hated the fact that he broke up with her, he loved her with all his heart. Loving Sarah was a hard thing for him, he was sad to break up with her, and his heart broke even more when photos of Justin and Sarah kissing and statements saying they were dating came flying at him like a brick wall. The statements came before he even broke up with her.

The day he heard them talking on TRL about not being together any more he wanted to call her up and ask her out again, his heart longed to be with her. He was actually wishing Sarah would have dropped Hailee off today, only to have JC show up with her.

“She is good.” Hailee said and with that there was nothing more for her to say. She wasn’t ready to leash her plan.

She was waiting an hour before show time, the time she knew everyone was on the red carpet talking to reporters about how their lives were wonderful and full of happiness. Trevor moved around on the couch, trying to think of something to talk to Hailee about. He hadn’t seen her so quick in years.

“Do you have a boyfriend yet?” Trevor asked with a slight smile at the reaction he got. Hailee gasped for air with a slight gag.

“No! Why would I have a boyfriend? The only boy that likes me is Jonathan Timberlake. Uncle Justin’s brother.” Hailee said as she shook her head of the thought of her and Jonathan going out.

“You call him Uncle now?” Trevor asked raising an eyebrow

“Yeah, I’ve called him that for a while now. I even lived with him when Mom and JC were on their honeymoon. Aunt Sarah would come over every day to cook and help out.” Hailee said with a blank stare to the TV.

“How is Sarah doing?” Trevor asked

Hailee looked at him, a smile formed on her lips as little horns pushed out and stood tall on her head.

“She is doing good. I remember the first day back to school. I was almost three hours late because she was to busy sleeping with Uncle Justin, and forgot I was there.” Hailee said twisting around the truth to help her out.

Trevor sat up and looked at Hailee, he was trying to see if she was lying about what she just said.

“Sleeping… sleeping with Justin? As in…” Trevor trailed off his mind was now going overboard.

“The word is Sex Uncle Trevor. We learned about it already.” Hailee said hiding her smile from her now very angry Uncle Trevor.

Her plan was working, and all she told him was one little thing about Justin and Sarah. Hailee watched as Trevor sat up more his hands ran through his hair. Trevor looked over at her before he took a deep breath and started to talk to her.

“Have any of them hurt you? In any way shape or form?” Trevor asked, he knew none of them would sexually touch her, they just couldn’t and wouldn’t do such a thing.

Hailee had to get her fake tears ready as she talked Trevor into her lies.

“JC hit me once for no reason. I was just watching TV with Smiles, mom…she was… she was at the store buying some food and he got mad. He started, started… he started to yell at me… the next thing I knew was…was… was he was picking me up his hand was going across my butt and back and then… then… he threw me into my bedroom… I don’t under stand why he got bad at me…” Hailee said fake tears trying to get out of her eyes.

By this time Trevor was boiling over with anger, so much anger he wanted to kill someone right then and there. Hailee looked at him, she could tell he was about to say something and she could tell he was getting more pissed off ever second.

“Mom hit me too, she pulled me up to my bedroom and slapped me, saying she was…. Was happy to be having another child, this child by JC because… because she couldn’t stand my father or me. She said I was a drunken mistake and…and… that she …she…h…ha…hated me…” By this time Hailee’s fake tears were running down her face. It had taken her a good half-hour to get just that little out of her.

Trevor stood up and paced around the front room, his heart was pounding his mind was working on what he should do. Call the cops? Confront them? Take her away? Call C.P.S on them? He couldn’t think of what he wanted to do. Hailee sat there in tears at what she was saying. However, Trevor was having a heard time believing the part about Adrea hating her. He knew Adrea for a very long time, and knew her very well; well enough to know that she couldn’t even if her live depended on it say she hated her daughter. These making him think if everything was a lie.

“She is going to have another baby?” Trevor asked, his questioned mad Hailee sat up fast and look at him like he was crazy. At that moment he could tell everything was a lie, she didn’t want him to ask about her mom having a baby. She wanted attention from this, a lot of attention.

“Uh… yeah she is… 6 weeks pregnant.” Hailee sniffled trying to add some sort of effect on him he didn’t crack.

A small smile formed on his face, he would have to play along with this. He couldn’t just act like he didn’t care; he cared if it were true.

“God! I cannot believe Adrea would say such things to you, and let JC hit you! I don’t know if I want you to go back there, ever, ever again. I can call the cops and adopt you to be my daughter. I’d never let that happen to you. Man Hailee I’m sorry JC ever hit you, Once the cops find out, he’ll be thrown in jail for a good 20-years. It is against the law to hit kids. Same with Adrea, I love her to death, but hitting you for no reason but only to yell at you and say she hates you. She’ll go to jail for a good 20-years. Come here.” Trevor said in a span of about 1-minute.