Multi universal one shots

Every minute of every day

Ezra found Kayla staring at Nick. "You're not just a street kid are you?" He asked. "Street kids, strays, rebels misfits, call us whatever. At the end of the day we are just trying to survive. We're just trying to make it day to day." The girl explained. "Are you sure you're okay?" She shook her head. "My parents would have my hide if they knew that I was still a thief." He spoke. She scoffed. "At least you have parents to go back to. Nick and I? Our parents and brother are long gone." She mumbled. He stared at her. "You have a place to call home, a loving family, safe environment to grow up in, you get to go to school. You can actually let your guard down and you don't have to be on edge every single minute of every single day. My brother and I? We have to steal to get our food, we can't go to school, we don't have a safe place to come back to. We had to steal just to get by. For nine long hard miserable years. YEARS! I'm used to only having Nick as an authority figure in my life. He stayed with me when others didn't. We taught ourselves things that would help us to survive on the streets. Nick learned to pickpocket and throw a knockout punch. I learned to use a Bo-staff and how to lose an opponent in the mazes. As much as I want to let go I can't. Even though I let them down a little, they flew right back up. They were never permanently down. Nick and I rarely smile, when we do it's usually forced. I miss when I could actually laugh, settle down for a little while, and just be an actual kid. But that was something that I had to forget to survive." Kayla ranted. Ezra saw a shattered, tired girl with a heart of gold. She didn't want to escape, she just wanted to be a kid again, she wanted no she needed a family or at least a friend. He wanted to be that person