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I reachedsure not to wake her from the much-needed slumber Even without the care of a stylist, her hair still shone with life, her fat curls hanging loosely around her shoulders She looked so innocent in sleep, so young How could anyone hurt so so beautiful?

I’d like to find the sick fuck and castrate him in the middle of the street, but as o after that fuck, taking care of her was more important I’m sure that fucker’s day will come

I stayed up well into the night, sitting up in the chair next to the bed Every once in a while, she’d moan or make some weird noise in her sleep, and each tiently and speak to her softly until she settled down again

She’d given o where it will The only thing I knew for sure is that I was attracted to her The only question was how did I feel about her now that I knew her story

Could I reallyanother man’s child? And then I had to separate the two and think about the kid None of this was his or her fault, and it was obvious that she wanted to keep her baby

She didn’t seeainst it, which shows the kind of heart she has But could I do it? Would I be able to show kindness…?

Even as I thought it, I knew the answer The kid’s story was just as sad as hers, wasn’t it? Wouldn’t he or she need someone to love them too? It all seemed so simple, really But I kneasn’t that it was far from it

My thoughts were still too new, and there were too ht I looked at the bed when sleepiness set in but figured she’d freak if she woke up and foundnext to her, so I decided to sleep on the chair

We’re gonna have to co to keep her with me here in my room in secret until I tell my parents what I have in mind

That was a headache I wasn’t in the h, so I closed et some sleep I was out before you know it

“Papa…” My eyes flew open at the sound Her voice had been barely above a whisper, but I heard it all the same I left the chair and went to stand over her in bed There was a lone teara track down her cheek as she called out for her papa

I brushed her hair again softly, feeling helpless in the face of her sadness I felt that squeezing in ain as I looked down at her I’ll make it better for you, I proh that only my heart knehat I had in store for her One day she would too

I fixed the covers er than was necessary, just drinking her in Each time she murmured for her papa in her sleep, she crept a little deeper into my heart

Once I was sure she was going to be okay, I moved er seeing hi to be reviled but as a part of her

I think I fell in love with the kid then because of all that she’d been through to protect it regardless of how he came to be And because it was none of his fault

The nextI caht came back tome from the bed I searched her eyes for fear or discomfort, but all I saw there ary confusion

She averted her eyes as soon as she saw that I ake, and I wondered how long she’d been aatchingand looked down at the floor I hadn’t missed the blush Innocent! Sweet!

“The others should be here in another hour I’ll go down and find you soet dressed” I et cleaned up before jogging downstairs to the kitchen

Mo and wouldn’t be seen until about nine when the house really started to wake up, so there was no fear of the me in here, but I had another problem I have no idea how to cook