Fourth of July

Chaper 1

Fuck it I might as well post this I already have ten chapters written

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I sighed in relief as I hung my apron up and pulled on my jacket. It was the end of the week and nothing sounded better than going home to take a nice hot shower before sitting in front of the tv with a cold beer in my hand. I was so exhausted maybe I would even just go straight to sleep.

I walked out of the building after punching out, wishing I had driven today so I could just get home faster but I didn't want to waste gas. I took a shortcut through the woods, listening to twigs snap under my feet with every step I took.

I heard soft crying then and looked around. Behind a big rock was a boy shivering and crying. He was small and thin, clearly very malnourished to the point where he stopped growing very early on. He was probably didn't even stand five feet tall. His black hair was long and greasy and his skin was extremely pale. He wore a dirty pink dress and had some cuts on his skin.

"Hey, are you okay?" I asked.

The boy looked up at me as he sniffled. He didn't say anything and I kneeled down beside him.

"Come here, let's get you somewhere warm," I said.

I put my jacket over his shoulders and carefully helped him up to his feet. We got back to my house and I sat him down on the couch.

"What's your name?" I asked.

"Gee," he mumbled.

"Your full name," I said.

He frowned softly. "Gee Bear."

I sighed. "Okay, What is Gee short for them? Geoffrey? George?"

"Gee Bear," He said, a little more confidence in his voice this time.

"Do you know your last name?" I asked.

"I can count to ten," he said proudly.

I bit my lip. "Do you have any family or friends?"

Gee shook his head.

"Where'd you come from?" I asked.

"Daddy said the magic stork in the sky," he said.

"No, I meant where did you come from before you were in the woods?" I asked.

"I was in the funny house on the hill with Daddy," he said.

"Wait, I thought you didn't have any family," I said.

"Daddy I call Daddy because he takes care of me," he said.

"Alright, Where is this funny house?" I asked.

Gee shrugged, playing with a little stuffed toy that I just now noticed he had.

"How old are you?" I asked.

"I'm ten twice," he said.

"Ten twice?" I asked.

Gee nodded. "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten."

He counted slowly on each of his fingers before moving over to my fingers to continue counting.

"Twenty?" I asked.

Gee shook his head. "No, I'm ten twice."

He played with his little lamb, giggled as he waved his little hooves.

"Gee, are you hungry?" I asked.

Gee nodded and I sighed as I went over to the fridge. I better feed him before I take him to the police station, otherwise with all the talking and paperwork he probably won't eat until tomorrow. I made some ramen before I sat down next to him, the bowls going on the coffee table.