Raising Sailor

"Am I a demon?"

Ace's POV:

"Uh- no, no you won't get sick? You just feel like you're going to? Right, it's just a feeling?" I asked panicked .

"No...I think I am going to-!"

Then she started to cough and throw up.
Shit!

I grabbed her and lifted her over a nearby bin as she got sick.

Why me?
Why does she have to puke everywhere when she is with me?

The bin was outside the stall where I had bought her the candy floss.
Suddenly a man came running out of the stall.

"Go, go away!" He shouted.

I looked at him, stressed and confused all while holding Sailor over a bin while everything that was once in her, was now coming out.

"What?"
"You are driving my customers away! Go that is disgusting!"
"I am not leaving! It was your shitty candy floss that made her sick anyway!"

Seriously calling a five year old disgusting while getting sick? Do you not think its embarrassing enough?

"LEVAE MY SHOP NOW!" He shouted
"SHUT THE FUCK UP"

then just to add to the chaos, a group of small children wearing matching-shirts came over and crowded around Sailor who was still getting sick.
I figured they were here with some type of club, because of their t-shirts and there was no parents with them.

"Ew! Is she a monster?" Asked a little girl, probably Sailors age, while pointing at her.
"No! Now go away!" I shouted.
"She not a monster she is a demon!" A little boy corrected

Finally Sailor stopped puking, I only knew this as I could now hear her crying.
I put her on the ground and went to grab napkins while the man continued to scream at us.

I hoped her brothers would come back soon!

Sailor stood there with all the kids around her pointing, laughing and making fun of her while she cried.

"I WILL CALL THE POLICE IF YOU DO NOT MOVE AWAY FROM MY STALL!"
"You're a disgusting demon!"
"Yeah you demon!"
"She's a demon!"

This was all too much for me.

I gave the napkins to Sailor to wipe her mouth.

"Am I a demon?" She asked while sobbing.
"No!"
"ALL OF YOU GO! NOW!" I screamed.
They all quickly ran away.
I think one of them was even crying .
But I didn't care, they deserved it.

"WE ARE LEAVING NOW, YOU HAPPY YOU OLD FUCK?" I shouted at the man while taking Sailors hand and walking back over to the bench.

I sat back on the bench and sighed.
I was still trying to process what just happened.

I took out a cigarette and lit it.
I knew it was bad for me.
I wasn't really addicted, it just helped calm me down.

"Am I a demon?" Asked Sailor who had only stopped crying now.

"No you just got sick, probably because you were spun around on the swings ride and then ate something sugary, you're not a demon don't listen to those stupid kids they know nothing!"

"I want my brothers to come back!"
"I do to!" I said while sighing.
I knew the line would be long and Sailor and I would be waiting for awhile.

Just as I thought my suffering was finally over, the man that was screaming at me came over.

"He's coming over! Am I in trouble?" Asked Sailor in a panic.
"No, you're not in trouble he is just a dickhead!"
"That's a bad word!"
"Sorry!"

"YOU NEED TO EMPTY THE BIN, YOUR CHILD GOT SICK IN IT!" He shouted.
"Fuck off!" I say while not even looking at him and still smoking my cigarette.
"Fine! If you're not going to clean it, your child can!" He said and started to drag Sailor off the bench and over to the bin.

Here we go again!

She began to ball her eyes out.
"ACE!" She shouted as the man dragged her away.

I ran up to him and done the only reasonable thing anyone would do when their little cousin is getting dragged away by a mad man.

I punched him straight in his stupid looking face.

He let go of Sailor and started shout something I couldn't make out, while holding his hands to his face.

I took Sailors hand and started to walk towards the rollercoaster her brothers were on.

Luckily just as we got there, they got off.

They ran over to me and a crying Sailor.

"What happened?" Cameron asked me.
I explain the whole situation .
"Are you okay?" Cameron asked me.
"Oh Yeah I'm fine, is Sailor? I didn't get to ask her, you now , too busy punching some random man!"

"I'm okay!" She said while wiping her tears.

"POLICE, SOMEONE CALL THE POLICE, THAT MAN JUST PUNCHED ME!" Screamed a familiar voice.
It was the candy floss man of course.

"Oh piss off!" I mumble.
"We should probably go!" Said Austin.

Then we ran off.