Messed up Summer [old & unfinished]

Between The Two Buildings

"What do you mean?" I asked, allerted.
"There's something about the people your aunt killed."
"Huh? I don't get it." I said. What does he mean by that? I thought.
"First we need to find the paper" he said. Well, now I'm even more confused.
"What paper?" I asked.
"When we were on the talk a moment ago, my dad was holding a paper. On the paper, all the victims were writen. We need to get it." he explained.
Okay, now I know what paper, but I still don't know, why do we need it so badly. When I was about to ask, why do we need it, I decided to rather not ask more questions, not to waste time.
"Okay, but can't you just ask your father for it?" I asked. Yeah, I know, I said i wouldn't ask questions, but that's just typical me.
"What? There's no way he'll give it to me like that. That's why we have to sneak into his office, and steal the paper." he said, and I asked
"But isn't it illegal?".
"He's my father. It's not like we're getting arrested." he said.
I wanted to ask something, but instead I said
"But what about- *long yawn*", and I didn't complete what I was going to say. I felt tired.
"We can start tomorrow morning. Let's get some sleep now." he said, with a calming voice. Ah, finally some rest after this busy day.
I just realized there was only one bed, and the two of us. Suddenly, Mason came back and said
"Hey, I got you some of my clothes, cause I don't have anything else.". He gave me an oversized green hoodie, with a big hood, and long sleeves. I mean, what did I expect, he's about 1,8 meters tall. He also brought some other clothes. "Those are for the next day" he said.
We both layed in the bed, and cuddled until we fell asleep.
We barely know about eachother, but now a kiss pulls us closer? Maybe magic IS real.

The next morning, when I woke up, I was laying next to Mason. He was still asleep. I quietly stood up, so I won't wake him up, but my pup' started barking.
"Shhhh Molly!" I whispered. Molly was looking at the tiny window in the corner. There were birds flying around outside. I sighed, then I looked at my phone. It was a quarter past six in the morning. I remembered the paper, the one Mason was talking about yesterday. I couldn't forget about it. There was a pile of clothes on the couch. The ones Mason brought yesterday. I took some dark blue jeans and a white T-Shirt, and put them on. I went to the kitchen part of the room, and made myself eggs with bacon. Mmm, tasty.

When I was done eating, I put on Mason's black jacket on me, and my white Sneakers, with a black logo 'Nike' on each one. I was suprised, 'cause my hair wasn't messy at all. Well, maybe a little bit. I brushed my hair with my fingers within a minute. I took my phone, and put it into one of the jackets pockets. Then, I put a leash on Molly, and we left the room. Some fresh air won't hurt, am I right?

When I was outside the building, I pulled out my phone, and opened the Maps app. "There should be a park near. Let's go Molly" I said to the dog. We were calmly walking through the large city, and then we finally got to the park. There were a few benches, trees, flowers, and other people with dogs, just like me.
I took off Molly's leash, and she started chasing some pigeons. I sit on the nearest bench, and took a deep breath. I thought that I would feel fresh air, but instead, I smelled a really really bad smell. It came from infront of me. I looked, and there was a man standing. The horrible smell was his breath. He was wearing a ripped shirt, and long pants with a lot of holes. "You need something?" I asked, as if I couldn't feel the bad smell of his breath.
"H-elp me plea- *hiccup* -se" he said, and showed me a tiny smile. His voice sounded old and rusty, and he had a strong Australlian accent. "Uhh.. How may I help you sir ?", I asked unsure of what to say. He pointed his finger on a tiny space between two buildings. "Co- *cough* -me" the guy said, and he started walking into the exact way where his finger was turned to. I stood up, and walked behind the strange guy.

After a few seconds we were in a very small, dark alley between two high buildings. The walls on both sides of the alley were out of redish bricks. The place was empty and silent, except for a big garbage can, and an almost unhearable crying. There was a girl behind the trash can, crying on the cold, dirty floor. I immediately dropped on my knees, and gently touched her cold cheek with my warm and soft hand. She looked up at me, and smiled softly. She had long, straight brown hair, and eyes blue like the ocean, shining brighter than the sun. She was wearing a white T-Shirt with a yellow star on it, and a blue skirt. I looked back at the man, and asked "What happenned to you two?".
"We *hiccup* no home". What was that supposed to mean? Are they homeless ? I wanted to ask him more questions, but instead, I thought about asking the girl. So I looked at the girl again, and asked quietly and gently, not to make her cry "What's your name ?".
"Leah" she answered with an adorable and pure voice.
"It's a very pretty name. Now, how old are you, and what is this man to you?" I continuesly asked.
"I'm nine, and this is my daddy" she answered as if nothing was wrong.
"How sweet. C'mon, I'll take you both with me, and take care of you, if that's fine by you of course." I told the poor people, and gave them a big smile.
"Yay, thank you miss !" the girl said cheerfuly.
We stood up, and the guy stood closer to me, saying "I not live *gulp* anymore. Please you *dry coughing* care of Le-ah..".
He slowly started closing his eyes, and fell on the ground. "Daddy!?!" the girl screamed. She was about to run to him, but I held her back, because I wasn't ready to tell her that her father passed away. "What happenned to daddy?!" she kept on screaming. I had to tell her something, if it's a lie or not, so I told her "Sweetie, your father.. He went to sleep, because he was tired, but I don't think he would wake up anymore..". My eyes filled with tears, and I hugged her tightly. She started sobbing, and soon, crying. It was breaking my heart. I never thought I would be in this kind of situation..