Standing By (Avi Kaplan fan fic)

Five

My eyes fluttered open to a small apartment complex that looked homey, and far from were I once lived. It was four in the morning. We set sail at 12 at night so it seamed fitting that we were so far away. I felt a hand rub my shoulder soft, I sleepily turned my head to see those emeralds green eyes looking at me so sweetly. "Hey. I live here. You are welcome to stay as long as you want Charlie," I had told my name to Avi. It seemed only fitting that he knew it. "Scratch that. You will be staying with me. I will not let that crazed man near you." The humor he had brought a small smile to my face that made Avi whoop with joy. Which made me smile again. Avi lead me up to the apartment he had. And I have to say. It was clean and nice smelling for a man. I walked in and slipped my beaten up shoes off. Kneading the carpet with my feet and taking a deep breath. "Would you like to take a shower?" I turned and gave this man the look of pure confusion. But then I had to remember I was an actual human outside of my old prison. "I don't have clothes." Avi smiled and walked to his room and came out with an over sized shirt and a pair sweat pants. Even a pair of boxers that looked to small for his waist. "I know it's not girls under where. But it's better than having to were dirty ones. And these are clean and haven't been worn in years." I simply nodded and let him lead me to the bathroom. Avi stood there for a moment. "Call me if you need anything." He said in an almost whisper. Quickly I jumped in. Enjoying the complete warm the that engulfed my small body. For a girl of 24 I had a small body. Being 5,1 with wide hips and small chest, it wasn't easy. And being as thin as a rail wasn't helping. I soon pulled on the clothes Avi gave me and towel dried my brown curls and stepped from the bathroom to see a 12 pack of tacos on the table with a tall African American man staring at me and smiling like a fool.