STAY WITH ME

CHAPTER 3

EROS MILAN

When we got into my house, although he was hesitant, he let me take him in. It was difficult but I managed to get him to take off his clothes so I could give him a bath.

"Hey just get in, the water is warm, do you like bubbled? Well doesn't matter there are bubbles. If you need anything just call my name ok ." I said while making my way out of the bathroom. I hear his tiny voice although I couldn't make out what he said.

"What did you say?" He looked up.

"Where are you going?" he looked so scared like he didn't want to be left on his own, poor kid.

"Don't worry I'm going to the kitchen to prepare something for us to eat. What would you like huh?" He looks like he is thinking about what I asked but what he said has nothing to do with the question at all.

"Can I have what you gave me before."

"Do you mean the chocolate." He nods

"No you cant have chocolate, you have to eat food, something healthy and good for you, but I may give you ice cream for dessert."

"What's ice cream?" He asked me looking so confused and wet in the tub. I look shocked for a minute. This is a life or death situation, what kid doesn't know what ice cream is? Oh maybe one that has been on the streets for a long time. What happened to him?

"Well you have a long way to go my little friend because I am going to take for the ride of your life. I'll be right back ok, I am going to cook you the best meal you have ever had." He nods his head.

"Okay." I leave him there while I make my way to the kitchen. I really need to start asking him questions, like how long he has been on the streets, where are his parents?

How can he be all on his own at such a young age and nobody has ever thought of helping him. What about child services?

This is all so confusing for me, let me just finish making him his dinner and letting him rest or tonight, tonight is for the questions and maybe taking him to the police station to see if they can identify him.

I finish preparing pasta with a side of chicken and marinara sauce and salad. He should be done with his bath by now. When I get to the bathroom to check on him, I see him playing with the bubbles. I figure the water would be cold by now so I remove the plug to drain the tub and I get the towel to pick him up.

He has become familiar with me so he isn't fighting my touches neither did he fight me when I picked him up. I cuddle him into my arms while drying him up. He lets out a big yawn, and if he is not careful, he is going to swallow me.

"Woah there little guy, I can see you are hungry so come and eat ok and I will introduce you to the wonder that is ice cream." He nods his head as it is laid on my chest.

I take him to my room and get him dressed in my jumper and a new pair of boxers before taking him into the dinning where I set the table with the food I so heartily prepared. I set him down on the table and took my own seat at the table.

I put pasta and a whole lotta chicken on his plate and when I placed it in front of him, his eyes widened significantly.

"Is this whole food for me?" he asked looking at me with his eyes wide and tears in his eyes.

"Of course sweetie, you can have more if you like but I suggest you leave a little space in your belly for the ice cream." he nods and was about to start eating with his hand, I saw it coming and was a little confused till I realised that he probably doesn't know how to eat with a spoon.

"Uh-uh, come on, you have to use this." I gestured to the fork beside him before taking it in my hand and showing him how to use it.

"Do you get it or do you want me to feed you." He shakes his head taking the utensil from my hand and trying what I showed him, some spilt on his shirt but he got the basics and did better on his second try. As soon as I saw that he was alright, I proceeded to face my plate and eat my own food.