Loving The Unloved (Original Story)

Chapter 38

The upstairs area looked beautiful to Charlie. It was clean and well furnished with a small little table with a vase of flowers. The hard floor was polished under his feet and the room doors nice and neat with little labels. He opened one door that said laundry and finally put on some clothes.

It felt nice to be covered again. Once fitted in decent clothes, Charlie headed over to the bedrooms. He didn't know how they were treated and maybe they would be okay here. Still, Charlie knocked on the door.

A girl that seems to be in her early teens opened the door with sleep-deprived eyes. Not like one missed night, but maybe a week. "What do you want?" she asked. Her blonde hair was stringy and flat, the bags under her green eyes dark. She looked ill and pale under the orange light from their bedroom ceiling.

"I came up here to check up on you. You seem sick." Charlie said, worried. The girl rolled her eyes. "Beat it, half-breed." She said before slamming the door. Charlie winced. Well, they're certainly friendly. Charlie went to knock on another door. This one was had noises coming from it.

Charlie knocked on the door and a big guy with a frown opened the door and sneer at them once he realized who he was talking to. "What the hell do you want half-breed?" He said, obviously not pleased to see Charlie.

"I came to check on you all. To see if everyone was alright." Charlie asked. Maybe they were better off staying. "Fuck off you beast, like I need your surveillance. And take your mutt with you." He said, kicking towards Mich.

Charlie got in front of Mich. "Don't hit him! Have some decent respect." Charlie told him. "Or what? What're you going to do, wimp? I bet you're one of those wolves that always get pushed over. Horny bastards! You're not going to do shit." He said, pushing Charlie back.

Mich growled at his side while the door behind them opened up, the sleep-deprived girl taking a look at the commotion. "I was trying to help you get out of here! I wanted to take you somewhere safe so you won't have to deal with them anymore." Charlie told him, getting a bit angry.

"Yeah right. You just want to control us humans because we treated you badly. Well news flash: You are a fucking animal. You are not one of us and I won't be fooled into thinking you're here to help us." The guy raised his voice.

"Calm down Niel, he's trying to help us. Maybe we should listen to him." The girl said behind them. Charlie kept his eyes on the guy, apparently named Niel. "For what? We're fine where we are. Go with them and they'll kill us or make us their slaves." He argued.

"I don't want that for you. Maybe my own kind hasn't been kind to you, but all of us are not like that." Charlie said, looking past Niel's shoulder. There were others looking and hearing the commotion. They don't look all that good either.

"And I said we don't need help from filthy animals like you, asshole. Now beat it before I knock your teeth in." Niel growled out. "Stop it, Niel. Hear him out!" The girl shouted, getting close to Niel, but all he did was push her down and told her to shut the hell up.

"You didn't have to push her down like that. If you want to stay, by all means, do so. But you will not speak for everyone." Charlie said. Charlie maneuvered himself around Niel and inside the bedroom. It was dirty and filthy, the kids all have bruises and skinny.

The smallest he saw was a little boy, no older than five. "I'm not going to hurt you all. I just want safety for you all. Food, water, and shelter. The only rule is that you get along with my kind as well. There's no need to fight each other when we're all suffering from the same thing." Charlie told them in a calm, reassuring voice.

They all looked at one another, unsure, but curious. But the toddler ran to him with a stuffed blue bunny clutched in one hand. It was worn down and dirty, but Charlie still felt it's worth to the boy. Charlie got down to his knees and held the boy in his arms. "I want to go home," the boy said in a small voice that made Charlie's heartache.

"We will," Charlie said, lifting the boy up as he stood up. He turned around to Niel, who was fuming. "You are not going anywhere. This is our home!" Niel yelled. Charlie got pissed as he felt the toddler tighten his arms around Charlie.

"I will not deal with your attitude and lack of respect with a child in my arms. Move aside now." Charlie said sternly. Instead, Niel tried to take the child from him. "Give me that child!" Niel gritted out.

The child held tighter to Charlie, crying for Niel to stop and that's all it took for Charlie. He kicked Niel between the legs, Niel yelled in pain and grab himself, letting go of the child. Charlie put the child down and walked up to Niel and punch him square in the jaw, hurting his hand in the process.

Niel fell down and Charlie held him close by grabbing his shirt. "Look here, you will stop all this nonsense and let them have a choice. But if I ever see you put a hand on a child, I will be your worse nightmare." Charlie growl at him, baring his fangs.

Niel didn't look pleased but stayed quiet. Charlie pushed him back down and turn back to the people in the bedroom. "It's your choice, but I would choose wisely." Charlie told them, anger out of his voice.

The toddler ran back to him and Charlie picked him up and held him close. Charlie spared a look at the girl, the girl nodding and motioning behind her to her roommates. Charlie walked to the stairway, but before he took a step, the toddler told him to look out.

Charlie turned around to Niel running to him. Charlie put the boy down and use the speed Niel was using against him by moving aside and tripping him. Niel fell down the stairway, hitting his head until he laid motionless at the bottom.

Charlie wanted to think Niel was just unconscious but knew the truth. He felt guilty until he felt small tugs on his clothes. He looked down at the child and knew it was worth it.

He picked up the child and walked down the stairs, the sound of many footsteps let him know he wasn't alone. Mich was beside him the whole time with much calmer body language. When they got down to the lobby, the owner saw them and demanded them to go to their rooms before she gets the whip.

Mich growled and Charlie motion him to go ahead. He was tired and done for tonight. He told the humans to wait out front while he gets the rest of the people while he ignores the screams of the owner getting mauled. He was done for tonight. As he held the child tighter, he just couldn't wait to go home.