You're my trigger

Chapter 2

Eden's POV:

    Holy shit. "Uh Emma, you gotta come see this," I call out in disbelief before the boy pushed passed me to walk in, "whoa! Hey, kid? Kid? You can't just walk into a strangers home."

   I close the door and catch up to him just as Emma and Lizzie walk over with confused looks. "Momma, who's this?" Lizzie asks with a bit of chocolate icing on her cheek.

   I wipe the chocolate off of her cheek and shrug when Emma looked at me. "He said his name is Henry," I spoke and jerk my head up towards the boy.

"Kid, where are your parents?" Emma asks as she looks at him.

He sighs and looks at her. "Ten years ago, did you give up a baby for adoption?" He deflect her question and it made Emma pause in shock.

Lizzie gives me a confused look. I lean down and pick her up then set her on my hip. "That was me," Henry adds making Emma gulp nervously.

"Give....give me a minute," she breaths out before booking it to our bathroom. Oh no. I glance at the boy who smiles at me and I give him a brief small one back before following Emma.

I find her almost hyperventilating. Oh Emma. I set Lizzie down on the toilet then cup Emma's face gently. "Breathe. Copy me. Breathe," I softly tell her and breathe in and out slowly so she can copy me.

Emma clutches onto my shirt and tries to copy me. After a moment her breathing gets back under control.

"Aunt Emmy, are you okay?" Lizzie spoke up in concern and the two of us turn our attention to her. She had sat down on the toilet and is looking at us.

Emma pulls away and nods at me. "Yeah kid. I'm alright now. Sorry for worrying you," she gently tells her and moves over to give my daughter a brief hug.

   "Hey you guys have any juice?" Suddenly we hear the boy call out, "never mind. Found some."

  Emma and I look at each other before we walk out with Lizzie holding onto my hand. We find Henry drinking our orange juice straight out of the bottle.

   "Hey, you're supposed to get a cup for that! Now you ruined the whole bottle," Lizzie exclaims with her face scrunched up in disgust.

She's very picky on who she drinks after. It's only Emma and I, Lizzie would drink after but that's only because we're family.

Henry winced and set the jug down. "Sorry, I forgot. But you know we should probably get going," he tells her with an apologetic tone before looking at Emma and I.

I raise an eyebrow at him. "Going where?" I slowly ask and pick up Lizzie to set her down on a chair.

"I want you all to come home with me," Henry answers with a happy smile. Emma and I share a look. Uh huh.

"Okay, kid. I'm calling the cops. You obviously ran away," Emma announces before walking over towards our home phone on the table.

Yeah he had to have. "Mama, can I have some milk?" Lizzie softly ask shooting a warily look at Henry and I nod.

I open the cupboard and pull out her cup then went towards the refrigerator and poured her some milk. I shut the fridge door and walked back over to Lizzie who happily drinks it.

"And I'll tell them you guys kidnapped me," Henry retorts making me bristle at the lie. Is this boy trying to get my baby taken away.

Emma glances at me then to Lizzie before sighing. "And they'll believe you because I'm your birth mother," she says with a heavy sigh.