Chapter 17|Cruel

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Azriel Thompson POV
Wednesday, March 22
3:56 am

I try to hide my own laughter as I try to calm down a laughing Maleek.

"No shhh," I say towards him as he screams even louder. I have been trying to get him quiet for the past 10 minutes and that has been to no avail.

"You can't keep screaming what do you even find funny," I say to him as I pull him towards me rubbing his back as I try to get his attention.

He finally calms down and I kiss his wet and yucky lips.

I remove his dirty clothes and put on some clean ones after wiping him off with the rag that I found in the bathroom.

I am still in awe and disbelief that he carried us to his home without even knowing us but on the other side I am fearful that he will either want something in return or it will turn out like it always does.

Me back on the streets with nothing.

They have always said that I could spend as long as I want and then there I am out on the streets with this little guy.

I place Maleek on the ground before making my way to the bathroom. I had turned on the television and place it on his favourite, Gracie Corner so I know that he won't move.

I turn on the pipe and stand under it allowing all the tears that I kept inside out.

Once again he has provided and maybe this time it must be longer or even better than the other times.

I scrub my body of the dirt that has been on there since Sunday.

I am forever grateful for everything that Jamarion has done for us.

I exit the bathroom and quickly put on my clothes.
I leave Maleek in the room this time on the bed as he seems to be sleepy making my way to the kitchen to find something to eat so that I can feed him.

I quickly make a little sandwich before going back into the room to find Maleek fast asleep.

I quickly eat and wake him up to feed him. He shakes his head and confusion fills me. I am sure he's hungry since he hasn't eaten anything since last night.

I try him again and he shakes his head causing a heavy and stressed sigh to come from me.

"Just take it nuh please" I beg and try again. This time he cries as he moves away from me.

I allow him to go back to sleep before I too close my eyes trying to sleep.

I relax in the bed and immediately I feel a whole lot of weight lift from my body. I let go a sigh of relief and bury myself further in the comfort of the bed.

I place a kiss on Maleek's cheeks before settling back into the bed.

I close my eyes and say a prayer of thanks. If not him then who else.

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Jamarion Montique POV
Wednesday, March 22nd
7:45 am

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