Samuel sat down on the staircase of his little house, everything felt as if the world was falling for him, Samuel had never had an easy life. Born to a mother with serious mental health problems, and a father who drinks, smokes and gambles himself beyond excess. But he had felt some peace of late, and it had all come crumping down. His mother had run off, his father had gotten them so far into debt the family had not a single dime to their names, men were coming around threatening and asking for their father, because his father had taken what little they had pawned off and ran off to the casino, and it was unlikely he was going to come back, his brother becket had gone out three days ago and had not yet come back without a word to samuel where he was going, and now Samuel had come home after a day of reciting Shakespeare on street corners with a whole five bucks to get himself through to find the landlord had bolted the house and left everything his father hadn't already taken left in a backpack on the front step for samuel to take with him. He didn't cry, he just sat on the step with the bag and his five bucks in hand trying to think what he was to do.
"Hey, Sam!" A voice catches his attention, he looks up and sees Y/n the girl who lived in the house next door,
Y/n heads down the street, In a pair of combat boots, some high-waisted black jeans, a sheer net t-shirt with a small red vest over it, a Moto jacket hung over her satchel bag, her hair pulled into two braids that fall down her shoulders,
"Oh, hey Y/n," He tried to smile at her, "How was... wherever you've been?" he tried to strike up a conversation almost as a way to distract himself from everything,
"Fine, same as always." she shrugged as she came over, "You okay?"
"Uhhhh yeah, I uhh..." He sniffled,
"The place locked up again?" she asked noticing the bolt on the front door,
"Yeah," He nodded,
"Where's your dad?"
He shrugged,
"I know, it's hard. I'm sure you'd dad will show up he always does" she says as she sits down beside him on the step,
"He pawned everything we had," he told her, "He's gone to the casino, if they don't shoot him on sight for his debts he'll get drunk and gamble it all away anyway and then they'll shoot him. That or he's gonna get picked up and taken out by one of the many other people he owes." He explained, "No... he ain't coming back Y/n,"
"Your mom?"
"My mom ain't be back for five years... if she wanted to be back she would have come home by now." He said tears starting to fall,
"come here I'll be your mom, I'll take care of you Sammy" she smiled pulling him so he could rest his head on her shoulder, "I mean not literally more like an older sister but you know what I mean,"
Samuel laughed and smiled and buried his face on her shoulder, "Thank you so much, Y/n, I really wish I had an older sister like you..." he muttered tearfully,
"well you have Becket doesn't your big brother take care of you?"
"Not really, he always just steals whatever money he can and runs off till he runs out of money, he just doens't want to be here," Samuel explains,
"oh you poor thing," she cooed hugging him tighter,
"Now I don't know where anyone is, I don't know if anyone is coming back, the house is bolted and I don't have any idea what to do..."
"How long have you been sat out here?"
"Four hours..."
"ohh Sammy, you poor thing. It's okay. Come on come with me,"
"What?" he asked in shock,
"Come on," she just got up holding his hand, and his bag, she leads him next door to her own house, everything inside was much nicer than this, this house actually had doors, the windows weren't broken, and it felt warm. She quickly makes some hot chocolate in the kitchen and hands it to him letting him sit on the sofa with a blanket "Drink up as much as you want, I'll go run you a nice hot bath once you're done and we'll get in a pizza," she smiled kissing his forehead,
"Wait... Y/n..." he stopped her and as he held her arm Sam's tears flowed down, "You really don't mind?"
"Course not,"
"I can stay tonight?"
"You can stay as long as you need to,"
"But I don't have any money-"
"Did I ask if you did?"
"No, but I..." He stuttered "Y... you're so nice to me, but ... what would your dad say, if you take in a thief?
"I don't know never met the guy," she shrugged,
"So is it alright if I... stay?"
"you can stay as long as you like, I promise" she reassured, "and even once you go you are welcome to come back any time you like for as long as you like. Eat my food, drink my drinks, use my shower, use the bed, any painkillers or medication you need just tell me. I'll take care of you I promise"
Samuel couldn't contain his feelings and just broke into tears thinking about how much care he needed in his life, and all of that just because you offered him a shelter and a place he could call home. He hugged her tightly and buried his face in her shoulder, then he spoke again while sobbing "Thank you... thank you very much, I can't believe how kind you are..."
"awww that's okay Sammy, no need to worry," she smiled hugging him too she kissed his head and let him hug as long as he needed,
Samuel just stayed there hugging her, feeling so safe and protected in her arms. Every now and then he would say some words but would just end up sobbing into her shoulder. He was shaking from the amount of adrenaline and emotions he felt as he hugged her, his lips were trembling with sadness as he held Y/n close,
"What about your mom? Won't she get mad at you because you took me in?"
"I highly doubt it, she doesn't live here"
Samuel's eyes widen as he hears this, "Wait, she doesn't?! You.. you live here on your own?" He is surprised of course as he assumed Y/n wasn't that much older than him if not the same age, it did make life easier as they could just care for one another,
"no, I left when I was fourteenth. She was... Not a nice drunk, and she was always drunk. So I left and bounced around the system till I got a solid job and here we are. Trust me you could cost me a hundred bucks a week it's not gonna be a problem,"
"But, what if someone finds out you took me in? They can report us, we can get into trouble..."
"why? Why is it anyone's business?"
"Well, because you know I am a thief, if they find out you are basically sheltering me, they would come for us, I could maybe even be arrested for being in your house and you could be in trouble for that."
"Sammy you're a pickpocket. You pinch phones and wallets out of strangers' back pockets half the time people don't even know they've been robbed just assume they lost it. Trust me no one is coming after you and even if for some reason they did, I am not going to let them take you just for being in my house. This is my house and I allow whoever I want in it"
"Well, you're right I guess, but still... I don't want to cause you any trouble"
"I promise you are welcome to stay as long as you like we can get you cleaned up and maybe look into getting you a little job? Or you can just be my little maid"
"Wait, really?" he smiled "You promise I can actually stay with you and help you with house chores" Samuel's eyes sparkled at the thought of being able to have a safe place to stay
"of course, you're welcome to stay and if you want any help you have only to ask, now... How about I go run you a nice hot bath with some bubbles?"
"Really?!" Sam asks happy and excited, "I would really like it if you did that for me actually..."
"Okay give me a second, you enjoy your hot chocolate," she smiled as she headed to the bathroom,
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Samuel Emerson One Shots
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