chapter-2
the resturant was very small and crowded, i had to smoosh up against a guy just to get to the bathroom. Rosie is limp in my arms and i feel her breathing slowing and my heart achs for her.
"plase hold on Rosie." i whisper into her ear and smooth her light brown hair down, from where it was sticking up.
the boy- who i still dont know his name- and i stop where the bathrooms are.
"Do you want me to take him in the boys bathroom and get him cleaned up, while you help her?" he suggests. i dont think i know him well enough to trust him with my brother so i decline and, escort my little brother and sister into the ladies restroom.
i sit them both on the sink and get a paper towell.
the bathroom looks vintage and rugged. the sandy brown color on the wall looks like its peeling and the bathroom stalls have grafitie all over it.
i come back over to them and pump some soap on the napkin and begin to wipe their faces and wash their hair, when i'm done they look much better, but they still look sickly skinny and like the guy said malnurished.
"I'm hungry, Clair." jake whines and i smile down at lhim.
"Okay, we will get food soon just let me wash up." i say, kissing his cheek and then Rosie's. i begin to wash my long light brown hair and scrub my dirty skin and face.
i'm just as sickly skinny as them, but i've always been skinny when i was a kid growing up, no matter how much i ate.
when we are all done, i scoop up a limp Rosie and grasp Jake's hand and lead them out of the bathroom. surprisingly the boy wh helped us was waiting beside the door.
"Oh are you guys nice and refreshed?" he asked, smiling at Rosie.
she smiled back raising her tiny hand to him, and he took it lightly in his long fingers.
"Can we have some food please?" she asked in a tiny weak voice.
the boys face looks pained and sad, and it almost looks like he's tearing up.
"You can have as much food as you like, sweatheart." he says softly, and this makes me smile hugely.
"why're you being so kind to us?" i ask, and the boy looks at me.
"Follow me." he syas, ignoring my question. i shrug it off and follow him down a hallway, he opens a door to a small room with one bed and a bookshelf with a bunch of books lined along it. BVB posters everywhere and SWS posters, and a picture of a woman with long blond hair is on the bedside table. she's very pretty and has a soft smile. and her green eyes light up, as she strares at a cute young little boy on her lap.
i gues thats his mom and him.
"Take a seat on my bed and i will go get you guys something to eat." the boy offers. before hge leaves i stop him.
"what's your name?" i ask.
"Alex Brookstone." he says staring at me with his soft blue eyes.
"Clair Jones." i say, and he smiles and leaves the room, with a soft thud of the door.
i smile to myself, and sigh.
"Who would've known . . . Alex." i whisper his name. it feels right on my toung.
hmm . . . . Alex.
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