I woke up and tried to move but I remembered Scott's arms around me. I stopped trying when he held me even tighter before.
That's adorable! I wish he didn't have a boyfriend, but Alex seems pretty cool.
"I wish so, too. Why didn't you test us? We were asleep."
I just wanted you guys to have a break. The last few days were long and hard.
"I understand. By the way, when are we going back home? I mean like, I miss Ben and I feel like he's getting worried. I just want everyone to be with their family. But not Kirstie. Her foster parents are horrible."
I mean, I guess you can go back home. I'll tell the others and Scott could drive you guys. But just make sure you guys meet up again in a week.
"Where will Kirstie go?"
She can have a choice of living with you, Scott, Avi, or Kevin. I'm not leaving her in hell.
"Mitch, why're you up? It's only 6:30 in the morning." Scott said groggily. "Go back to sleep. You need it."
I sighed and got back in the position I was in. I tried going back to sleep but the thought of having to spend a long time with these people amazed me. I'm sure this whole 'activity' would take awhile. Would they even stick with me or just leave me because they're annoyed of me? Why would they stay? They wouldn't want to deal with a gay kid who never speaks. That's just stupid.
What's stupid is what you're thinking. They wouldn't leave you for the world.
"But if they do leave, I would understand."
Mitch, stop thinking that. They love you. You're just too worried to see it.
"Why would they love me? I did nothing. I only cause more trouble. Kirstie's abusers are probably out there looking for her. And when they find her, they might actually kill her. I made Avi lose his only job. That job helped him pay for rent and food even though it was a small amount."
Mitch, you're a broken kid. You have been through too much to trust people. But look around you. You saved Kirstie and let her have a chance of freedom. Avi's pretty happy that he got out of that place. Kevin thinks of you as his little brother, which is helping him cope through his pain. Scott thinks of you as his only hope. Sure he has Alex but Alex won't always be there. He's just another boyfriend. But you're his best friend, his first best friend. Friends stay longer if they're strong enough. I guess you guys would stay together for eternity. All of you.
They think the same thing but they didn't support the idea of everyone leaving each other. They thought they were a big help on each other. Especially you. They've helped you find your voice again. You're talking more then you did before.
"But I'm just too different to be in this group. I'm too scrawny, I barely know how to speak properly, I don't know how to work with other people, I think of the worst possible things to simple tasks, and I don't have a biological family. A family like everyone else had. You're right. I'm just a misfit."
You have more knowledge on the world. You know that life hits you hard. You know what to do and what not to do on the streets. You know what to do when someone attacks you in the street. You know how to fight. Sure you're not that strong but you know all the tricks and soft spots to hit. You're street smarts. You need that mind to help you through life. Sure a book can help you learn, but can it toughen you up to face life? Hell no!
"But what proves I have street smarts. I do have it but I never show it."
You're painfully shy. You're scared of showing it because you think that people would judge you. But you know how to defend yourself and others. You know how to fight with the things around you. You're like, the white Jackie Chan, with less climbing and talking.
"Proof. I need proof. Didn't you hear me?"
Oh, right. You stayed got up and kept going to save Kirstie even though you got hit pretty bad. You yelled at the annoying manager when he was being an jerk. You yelled the things he was sensitive to. Two years into living on the street, you found a robber in your alley to you threw trash at him. You kept throwing and hitting him until the police came and arrested him. He got bruises from how hard you hit him with a banana peel. That's pretty cool.
"Mitch, wake up. We're here." Scott shook me awake. I woke up in his car in the front seat. I didn't even know I fell asleep.
I mumbled a 'thanks' to him as I got out of the car. I walked in and went up to Ben's apartment.
As I opened the door, Ben ran and hugged me. I stumbled back but hugged him back.
"Mitch, I missed you. Where were you? I was worried sick!" Ben said, still hugging me tightly.
"I was at a friend's house and I lost track of time. I'm sorry." I told him as we let go and sat down on the couch.
"Friend? Who is it?" Ben asked.
"It's more like 'friends'. There's Avi, Kevin, Kirstie, and Scott."
"You already made friends?! That's amazing! How long have you guys been friends?"
"About three weeks. We met a day before I got attacked."
"That's cool. Do you wanna eat?"
A/N
Sorry this is bad. I had to go to a birthday party and I quickly wrote the ending.
