Lunatic

Chapter 6.

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Chapter 6.

Dinner time can by fast as everybody heard the bell. I ran out of the room I stayed in and ran to first floor to get Hunter. Hunter was on his way down stairs. I grabbed his hand unnoticed. It was very helpful that all of the ages could have dinner all together.

"Are you going to sit with me?" Hunter, the small boy asked me. I nodded.

Instead of sitting down by the corner of the table I sit at, Hunter wanted to sit under the tall thick tree with it's branches spread out, outside in the backyard. I agreed and right as we were about to leave the room with our trays of food, my name is called.

"Gigi!" I turned around. I guess Will had noticed that Hunter's tray was held in my hand and my tray was balancing on my arm, the side that showed my wrist. "Your hands are full." I nodded. "Who's this little guy?" Hunter grabbed my hand that held his, tighter. He scooted closer to me and hid his face in my shirt. "No don't be scared, I'm Will."

Hunter peeked his eyes out. "I'm Hunter." He quietly said.

"Ah, so you're the little boy who actually made this beautiful girl actually speak." Will said. I kind of blushed. Will made it obvious he had some crush on me. I thought it was a bit childish. Maybe one day that will al change. "I've tried for many years and so has everybody else," He has, so has everybody else.

"Really? wow. I made you speak Gigi for the first time here?!" Hunter was excited. I nodded and smiled. "That's so cool!" Hunter said. His stomach grumbled and I started to walk away to our future destination.

"Wait!" But I rushed off with Hunter and the food. My food was about to fall. After dinner, We all had to go to bed. Before I went to my room, I tucked in Hunter.

"Ouch." He said as he laid down and got up quick. "My boo boo is hurting me," He lifted his shirt. The whip lash revealed. Jeez, it looked so painful. Purple hovered around the cut. It looked disgusting.

"When did you get this?" I asked him.

"I don't know. Three days ago, I think." So the cut was brand new actually.

I nodded. "I'll try and get you something so it doesn't burn tonight," I kissed his hand and carefully tucked in the fragile boy in bed again. "Stay in bed. Don't get up till morning, just go to sleep." He nodded, obeying my orders. I kissed his forehead. I turned off the lamp that dimmed.

"Goodnight Gigi." His small voice had said.

"Goodnight Hunter, sleep tight, sweet dreams." I waved and closed the door.

When I went back to my room, I couldn't stop thinking about Hunter's slash. I've never seen anything like it. Isn't there policies of a certain age limit to be doing that? That's child abuse, isn't it? And if someone out there who actually cared found out what Mr. Reservoir's rules were, they would report it to the the state's government. Right? Or do people not care no more?

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The few beginning chapters are short, so what. Just warning you. (: