The Hunted

Chapter 3

I smirk as I see his shocked face "if what you said is true then why didn't you report it?" he says while still staring at me with worried face. I sigh then I say "who would believe a criminal like me?" I then walk into the living room and the sets my glass cup down. He walks towards me as I flop down on the couch. "Honestly not a lot of people would believe a criminal, but.." he then sits next to me. "I would believe you" he says as he looks me in my eyes.

I chuckle lightly then I brake out into a full blown laughter. He looks at me with a confused look, "I hope you know that you would be the only person who would say that" I say once I calm down from my laughing fit. Before he could even open his mouth to respond to what I said earlier. The cry of a baby could be heard as it echo's throughout the house. I stand up and walk to a room that is close to the kitchen.

I open the door then walk into a light blue, with little white colored stars painted all over the walls and ceiling. I walk to a brown crib and look down at a baby who is crying, I pick the baby up and start to rock the baby. "Who's baby is that?" says rick. I look at rick "this is my little brother, sebastian, but as of two nights ago he is now my adopted son" I say as I look at rick.