Two broken souls (Lams)

Twenty one

Alex walked around the city, looking at the old buildings and enjoying the wind on his face. It felt nice to finally leave the house. No drama that concerns him. Nothing except the loud talking, cars, and buildings. In some ways he missed the Caribbeans but couldn't imagine going back. Maybe one day. 

Once he reached central park, he took a seat under a tree in the grass. He sighed. There was some birds chirping, kids running around, wind rustling the leaves. Some thing inside him wouldn't let him enjoy the peace but he pushed it far off, ignoring it. 

There was a squeaky noise in a bush next to him, the leaves moving. He carefully pulled the branches back to see a baby raccoon looking up at him. He smiles "Oh sorry little guy." he stupidly puts an arm out. It sniffs his finger then looks at it's leg, which was wrapped in a rope some blood staining the rope. 

Alex scrunches his eyebrows "Who the hell would set a trap here." he says getting on his knees next to the bush. Half in the bush he slowly unties the raccoon. "There you go. free to go." he says as he sits back up. The raccoon tries moving but squeaks in discomfort. 

Alex places his hands out, smiling "Come here little guy." He pulls his sleeves down so they cover his hands. The raccoon looks at Alex as he lifts it from the ground. Alex places the raccoon in his hoodie pocket "Lets get you to my place so we can fix you up."  The raccoon just sat in his pocket, soon falling a sleep as Alex walks back to Hercules place. 

Alex opens the door, making sure he doesn't wake the raccoon. John, Lafayette and Hercules look at Alex as he to the stairs. "Hey." John calls but Alex places his hands in his pocket, ignoring him and going up stairs. John looks at the other two shrugging then went back to talking. 

He walks into his room, carefully taking it from his pocket and setting it on the bed. The raccoon looks up at him, laying down. Alex thinks about how stupid he's being but doesn't care.

He grabs a water bottle and some tissues. He daps the wet tissue on the cut, talking to the raccoon. Once the cut seems clean he sits back looking at him "I think I'll call you trash bag." He says petting it on the head. 

Alex sits on the bed, soon laying down next to Trash bag snuggled up against him. "Ill get you a vet check up tomorrow." he mumbles as they both fall asleep. 

Hercules and Lafayette drunkly laugh as they talk about random shit, and slipping their whiskey. John takes a few drinks but sets it down. He stands up "Ill go collect Alex." he says walking up the stairs. 

John opens the door, peaking inside to reveal Alex and a dog? no. cat? wait. Is that a fucking raccoon? He walks over to the bed staring at the raccoon. Well how im a suppose to get rid of this he thinks. 

He sits by Alex feet, keeping an eye on the raccoon. Alex starts to wake up, shifting his body to look at John "Hey baby." he says stretching, careful not to wake Trash bag. John looks at him the pointing to Trash bag who was now starting to wake. 

He smiles when he looks at Trash bag as he stands up, stretching, not putting any weight on his back left. He pets him then looks at John who looked confused. 

Alex laugh softly "This is Trash bag. He is raccoon. He now lives with us. and you can't get rid of him." he says petting the raccoon then adds "Tomorrow i'm going to bring him to the vet to make sure he is healthy." John pinches the end of his nose sighing "Alex you can't keep that creature." 

Alex looks as though he's been betrayed. "This creature has a name and it's Trash bag. I will keep him. And I love him more than life it's self." He says hugging the raccoon. He stands up holding the raccoon then walks out of the room. John laughs shaking his head as he watches Alex walk into the bathroom. 

John walks over to the door, knocking "What are you doing?" he asks as the water turns on. "You don't get to know." He answers, a drawer opens. John laughs "And why not?" he asks crossing his arms across his chest. "Because you made fun go our child." Alex snaps. "Our child." John repeats. Alex sighs "Yes our child. You will help raise him once you come to the fact that you love him" 

John shakes his head "Right. You still can't keep him." Alex opens the door "I need help." He sighs "What do you need help with?" John asks. Alex points to the baby shampoo "I can't reach."  

John grabs the shampoo holding it above his head "Why do you need it." Alex glares at him, pointing to Trash bag who was sitting in the water. "Your giving the fucking raccoon a bath." John looks at trash bag then at Alex. Alex gasps, punching John in the gut softly "Don't cuss around the child." 

John laughs, handing Alex the shampoo "It's a raccoon not a child." Alex glared at him before turning to face Trash bag. Sitting on his knees he pours some shampoo on his hands then rubs the back of Trash bag. John laughs. Alex looks at him "What?" John shakes his head "The fact that the raccoon it letting you bathe it is ridiculous." Alex shrugs then says "One his name is Trash bag start using it. Two you would be grateful to have a bathe being as dirty as he is." He stands up to grab the shower head the on his knees again gently washing off the soap.  

John kneels next to Alex, pulling up his sleeves then scooping water to pour on Trash bags head. A smile escaped Johns face, Alex looked over at him "See you love him" John laughs shaking his head "Ok whatever." 

"What the hell are you doing in here." Kenzie opens the door laughing when she sees them washing a raccoon in the bath tub. She shakes her head "Ill just let you two have your moment but Hercules wanted to know if ether of you want a margarita he making some." John nods "Sure we will be down in a moment." Kenzie shakes her head, closing the door and leaving. 

Alex shakes his head "Your going to be drinking around the child." he says with a suppressed smile. John nods "Yup. Our Child can stay in the room. and tomorrow we will get him a bed." Alex shakes his head "Irresponsible." 

John stands up to grab a towel handing it to Alex. Alex wraps trash bag in the towel, handing the 'child' to John smiling. John rolls his eyes as he holds Trash bag, bopping him on the nose.

Alex smiles "Ok trash bag lets get you to bed then I have to make sure dad doesn't make bad decision." Alex says kissing trash bag on the forehead, walking out the bathroom then to his room. He set anything sharp, could electrocute him or anything else dangerous in drawers. John set trash bag on the bed. Trash bag walked around the bed, attacking the pillow. 

John walks out the room, followed by Alex who shut the door.