Capítulo 3: Chapter 3
Ten minutes had gone by the entire diner was packed.
The brat had eaten the entire super five patty extreme bacon cheeseburger with the optional chili cheese fries and the whole cookies and cream milk shake in less than ten minutes!
The entire diner was full to the brim with people, eagerly watching a young boy eat the entire menu of all it's hot lunch items in just under one hour. None of them had seen such a sight before.
The old cook/owner was starting to sweat due to nerves, since this boy had a bottomless stomach. He would be losing a lot of money this day and there was nothing that he could do about it.
The boy then ate all the deserts, both cold and hot. It was amazing to all that had watched. They were puzzled to how such a lad could eat so much. They did not know that the boy went hungry most
days and he had to eat his food very quickly before it could be taken from him. The boy's captors were very sadistic and took pleasure in torturing the helpless lad endlessly.
The woman that had found the brat could see that the boy was underfed and was eating so fast, because he did not know when he would be able to eat again.
The woman thought,"I have to take this boy with me since he will die if left like he was when I found him in! I do not care what happens to me because of it!"
The brat was starting to get sleepy after all the food that he had devoured. The boy had completed the three-hour challenge in a little over an hour. The woman was gently carrying the boy over to her car and laid him gently in the back seat. The brat was covered with a brown blanket as he was blissfully unaware of the hell that he was now leaving.
The woman was crying in the front seat as she was driving back to her home. She remembered
what she had told by the waitress.
"That boy was said to be the product of a dead hooker and one of her nameless johns."
The brat's new mother was in complete shock as her jaw hit the floor.
The waitress continued,"He is a slave used by the local gang to pick pocket and any innumerable amount of tasks. He is fed just enough to keep alive!"
The woman screamed,"Not anymore, since he is coming with me! He is going to be freed from all that crap!"
The waitress yelled," You can not that or you will be killed!"
The woman screamed,"I do not care what happens to me as long as the boy is free from those punks!"
The cook handed the woman a doggy bag.
He said,"Here take this with you before the gang comes for him. Do not worry. I will give a head start. I will lead them in the wrong direction when they come, so go right now!"
The woman continued on with her journey back home. The so-called brat would now have a chance at a better life free from abuse. If not, then the boy would probably die as a slave.
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The brat's female savior had been driving on the road for three days, sleeping in the car once she had grown too tired to drive every night. The brat was scared to be left out in the open, so they slept in a sleazy motel the first night. His newfound "Momma" talked him into sleep the next night in the car's backseat, since she was low on cash. She had to make sure that they had enough gas and food to feed the two of them, until they got to whatever Momma was driving them. The two of them had eaten the complete thirty pound bag of food, that she had kept in his a small plastic cooler. The third day the pair got some food from a nearby gas station.
The brat spoke,"What is that smell," as he was led by the hand into the station.
He had said that right in front of a fat unkempt clerk, behind a desk. She dodged the question as she tried to led into the ill cleaned restroom. The toilet had be cleaned by the woman, before ether one of them could safely use it.
Both of the pair had left the restroom and they were looking at clothes at the meager toddler clothes rack. She found some that she thought that he could wear so spoke to the clerk.
"Can I have my son try on these clothes? If they fit, I will buy all of them that I got."
The fat man paused before he spoke,"Let me ask Betsy.
The woman wondering to why the clerk was bent over by the register counter. He pulled out a sawed off shotgun and placed it on the counter. The brat ran back into the bathroom at the sight of the gun.
The man spoke,"You will have to deal with Betsy here, if you want to steal from me!"
Anger swelled over the woman's face as she spoke,"Of course, I will pay for them, just put that thing away! You scared my boy! If you dare to show him that thing again and you will be dealing with me!"
She ran into the bathroom to find the boy crying, while shaking uncontrollable in the fetal
position.
She tried to hold them the brat in arms, but he bit her on the hand for all her trouble. She gave the boy a sponge bath every time they stopped at a gas station. He fussed at first, but he soon relented nonetheless. During the first bath she was horrified, but not surprised by the sight of physical abuse. He had scars all over his little body. She found dried blood, piss, and excrement all over his lower body. Burn marks and poorly done stitches were found all over his body. She was appalled beyond belief.
When she saw that he had been branded, like he was a young calf. The brand was that of the Corbello crime family, which was one the infamous members of the five families that rule the majority of the crime world. They were represented by the vulture, since they preyed upon the less fortunate. They were proud of that fact.
(The other four members were: De Caprio, represent by the owl, since they were hunters in the dark world. Chinnici, represented by the eagle, which they believe that they are best among the five families. Next, was the Mandala, who was represent by the hawk, since they have endless gaze upon the crime world. Lastly, was the Bonelli, which was represented by the ostrich, due to their destructive power.)
Momma spoke,"It is okay honey, I had dealt with the bad guy. I made him promise that he would not hurt us. Let me clean you again, so that you can try on these new clothes that I found for you."
The brat spoke,"Why is that? I was told that you are supposed to wear the same clothes everyday."
Momma spoke,"Not anymore you will do that."
The boy was completely obvious to the complete dump of an existence that he had been living in. Momma wanted to cry, but she did not want to trouble the boy more than he already was. She knew that the boy feared the gun, due to seeing it's awesome power up close and personal. The sad thing was
that he must had thought that all of this former life was completely normal. That was what upset Momma the most, as she had wished that she had been able to kill the abusers herself.
She thought,"I will have to take much care with this one, so that he could have the chance to live a normal life. People that go through abuse, become overshadowed by their past, their entire lives. A lot of people like him become abusers themselves, or even be an addict as well. He should be an inspiration to those around him that they can get through it as well. That is my hope and prayer for the
boy without a name."
All the clothes that Momma had picked had fit him and had some inches to spare. She let him picked out his favorite outfit to go along his new tennis shoes.
The brat spoke,"I want the one with the squirrel on it."
She spoke,"You like the teenage mutant ninja squirrels?"
The lad shook his head in agreement.
The two walked out of the bathroom as the brat ran towards the food stand connected to the register counter.
He spoke,"I want some of that! Give me that! I want it.
She spoke,"You want some fried chicken?"
He spoke,"Ya, give me one of those huge buckets next to it!"
Momma did as she was asked and gave the boy a cherry slush to ride with. She paid for it all without incident and went on their merry way.
The brat asks,"Where are we going?"
Momma spoke with a smile,"We are going home."
He spoke,"What is home like, because I never had one before."
She spoke,"It is a place, where people you love are at.
The boy asked,"What's love and how do you get it?"
She spoke,"It is when someone cares for you and help you without getting anything back in return. Plus you are loved by me. I am helping you to be with other kids like you. Don't you want that?"
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