Shut In

What Girl? Part 2

Joshua's P.O.V.

Dameon bats at my hands and I continue rubbing my knuckles on his ribs. While it should hurt, it made him double over in laughter. He was severely burned in a house fire and his sense of pain ain't too good. "Joshua James!"

"What?" I laugh as I notce he was pressing into me, "You ain't moving!" He's war, in my arms. I bet his lips are soft and firm, too.

Suddenly Marabel walks out in a Hetalia shirt like a night gown. It was one of America, she was adorable. I see why Dameon wanted to pamper such a cute kid... she's innocent and full of bruises... no doubt, Dameon would have a troublesome time when she hit her teens.

Dameon pulls away, "Marabel, you're cut as a bell." He scoops her up, he's in a mode I've never seen him in before. "You want anything? I made lots of seafood."

I check the clock while Dameon's talking to Marabel... Five thirty p.m..... I sit down and Marabel poits at the table. Dameon sets her between us in a chair. It's obviously too big for her, so DAmeon gets some phone books for her and a pillow to sit on too.

"Call him Uncle Joshua," Dameon smiles, "I don't care what you do, well I do... I don't care how you treat others, but treat Joshua well," Dameon's voice sounded as though he were talking of a loved one.

Marabe nodded as she looked over all the food that Dameon made, "Mr. Fish?" her voice was terrified.

"Huh?" Dameon wasn't sure how to respond to her fear.

"What's wrong with him?" Marabel eyes the whole cooked fish.

I speak up before Dameon can, "Humans have a treaty with the water to be able to take some fish to eat. So it's okay."

"Is that why people drown?"

"No."

"Then why?"

Dameon speaks, "Because it's something that no one can explain correctly or with any accuracy."

Marabel oddly accepted the answer, "Okay."

"Now eat up, Marabel," he puts small portions of each dish on her plate, "Try it all."

She nods and I start fixing my plate. Dameon had his going too. Oddly, I wished it was only me and him....