The Silent Soldier (bxbxbxb)

Chapter 7 - Breathe

Ryan's pov

I carried Crow to the car, smiling as I noticed he was already half asleep in my arms. I slid into the car, putting him on my lap so I could make sure he didn't hit his head on anything while I sat down. I put him in the corner seat and buckled his seatbelt before buckling my seatbelt right next to him. I wrapped my arm around him and he quickly leaned into me, closing his eyes. Kyle sat beside me while Christian sat in front of Crow, all of us smiling at the tiny boy in my arms.

Stacy hopped in the car loudly saying, "I did some research on Crow. Apparently his nick name is ghost boy. So how was breakfast ghost boy?"

Crow immediately tensed, his eyes snapping open as he sunk deeper into the seat. Christian gave him the blanket he'd had earlier and he immediately grabbed it. He pulled the blanket over his head and grabbed my hand under the blanket, squeezing me tightly. I held Crow close to me while Christian rubbed his back, Kyle reached under the blanket and held Crow's hand so I could have a better hold on him.

I looked up and glared at Stacy who quickly apologized, "sorry! I forgot to use my inside voice again."

I growled, "out. Now."

She stared at me in disbelief, it was a rare thing for me to growl. She knew I wasn't joking around so she nodded and quickly got out of the car, quietly shutting the door behind her.

I turned my gaze down to Crow, who was shaking now. I unbuckled his seatbelt and put him on my lap, he quickly wrapped his arms around my neck. He buried his head into my chest, holding onto me as tightly as he could. Christian and Kyle immediately slid up beside us and hugged the small boy, trying just as hard as I was to calm him down.

Kyle told me, "a bully from his school called him that, I don't think it was a good name."

I held onto him as I said, "I think he has PTSD. The name must be a trigger." I kissed his head and he started to cry, scaring us all. I worriedly asked, "what's wrong baby?"

He sniffed as he tried to speak, "h...hu...r...s."

He whined and I questioned, "does something hurt?"

He nodded and Kyle frantically asked, "where? We'll make it better baby."

Crow started to pull away from me so I immediately let go of his waist, I watched his tear stained face as he clutched his stomach. Christian asked, "do your ribs hurt?"

Crow nodded and I quickly apologized, "sorry baby, I must've been holding you too tightly. I'm so sorry-

He interrupted me by wrapping his arms around my neck again and lightly kissing me. I was shocked, but I quickly regained my composure as I kissed him back passionately. The small boy blushed and pulled away, burying his head in my shoulder while loosely hanging onto my neck. I gently kissed his neck while Christian rubbed his back and Kyle murmured sweet nothings into Crow's ear.

I firmly stated, "we're going back home. The doctors will make you feel all better Crow, don't worry. We can go to the tailor later today after the doctors fix you up baby." He nodded, but I could tell he was scared of the thought of having to interact with any more people. I gave him a kind smile as I asked, "can you go back to your seat so we can go home? I'll still have my arm around you, and you can go right back to my lap when we get home."

He nodded and slid off my lap back to the corner seat, Christian helped him with his seatbelt and I wrapped my arm around his shoulder. He snuggled into me as he closed his eyes, and it didn't take long for him to fall asleep.

I texted the guard next to the driver, take us home. I looked through my phone to contact Stacy and I sent her a message, get doctors to the house. Crow's hurt.