Broken Stone

My angel

"Honey your staring!" Mum whispered into my ear.
"Oh, yuh um I'm going to go. I should try and talk to my sister I think."
"Nonsense you can cut the crap, we both know you would be lying as you said she doesn't come home till late. Now get your ass moving because you are having a shower first!" Is she scolding me? She is too. What the actual fuck!?
"No, I don't even have any fucking clothes to wear!" Now my voice is rising. From the corner of my slight tinted red eyes I see all three boys looking at us. What so now they finally pay attention. Fucking assholes.

"OH HONEY IM HOME. GIVE ME A SANDWICH YOU LOVEABLE ASSHOLE!!!" Now who the fuck is this asshole. His voice is so deep but very fucking sexy. It does wonders to a female body. I mean there is shit going on down there that I didn't even know that could happen.

"SHUT UP VLADIMIR!!!" Ok I think my ears are going to burst. Did all of them and I mean all four if them have to yell.

"IM FEELING THE LOVE HERE. WHY AM I BEING TOLD TO SHUT UP ANYWAY? OI BITCH WHY ARENT YOU IN THE KITCHEN GETTING ME A SAND-.... Ohhhhh!!!!" Now the fucker shuts up. I turn slowly to face the back and see the hottest guy since Brandon walked into my life. Wait what the fuck did I just say. Ewww yea no fuck that. Come on brain spit those thoughts out we don't want them there. I will claw you out if you don't get out yourself.
"Whos шик?" Really Russian. Do they all speak fucking Russian.
"The chic has a name and this chic is leaving!" Asshole.

"SHE KNOWS WHAT I SAID WHOLY FUCK! DUDE SCORE SHES HOT!" Now he's talking to asshole 1.
Suddenly the little boy gets off of asshole 1 lap and walks up to me with what seems like determination. His eyes sparkling in the light, making my eyes soften instantly. He grabs my hands and I flinch back slightly. Recovering I lean down on my knees to his hight. What the fuck is he doing?

"ты очень красивая женщина! любой парень будет повезло иметь вас я люблю тебя. Я всегда буду здесь для тебя и люблю тебя. Я надеюсь, что парень, который вы в конечном итоге с чувствую, как ты любишь, потому что он будет так повезло, как я сейчас даже быть рядом с вами." His whole speech brought tears to my sinful eyes. He is so smart for his age. He is so mature and he doesn't know it yet. I look around to find everyone and I mean everyone with tears in their eyes.
I feel small soft lips kiss my cheek then my nose and my forehead. A small quiet whisper in my ear is the only thing keeping me here next... "it is all true, I may not know you but I love you already!"
His small frail arms wrap around my neck leaving him hanging. Literally.

Everyone including me is at loss for words when in the next second my own pair of arms wrap around the small boy. I can proudly say this little angle in my arms has given me that small hope that I can become whole again. That I can stay and make new friends and a new family. Given me hope that one day I will fall in love and that I will fix things with my sister. Hope that I can eventually have a family of my own. This little stack of bone and meat gave me light when no one else could. Forever I will be around for him.

It's been seconds... No minuets... Or hours even, I'm not sure all I know is that me and this little boy fall asleep still in each others arms. Him on top of me. The only thing different now is that we are in a bed. I look around the unfamiliar room and see that it is in fact a room for a small boy. Said small boy being in my arms, his steady breath cooling my burning neck. I look around and spot a slump figure in the chair. No hold on make that two dead!? Figures.
I try and get a better look only to be completely freaked that both sets of eyes are open and looking straight at me...