Chapitre 3: Mother figure?
I am slowly opening my eyes and immediately my heart starts pounding, and my breathing ragged. I can't see again. It is dark and smells terrible. Oh God, I'm not still in the garbage bag am I? Or in a different one? Did those men only take me to torture me like this? Then I hear a voice,
"Are you sure that little brat is even alive? I mean, he was marked as deceased, he is not making any noise, his weight is way below what it should be, and he has not moved since we met up after raiding the hospital FOUR HOURS AGO!"
"Yes, he is alive and it is a good thing he is quiet! otherwise we would have to kill him if he gave us away by crying." That voice I recognize. It's Alex! Wait... Since when was I actually happy to hear another person? Meh.
"Guys, Damon is awake now..." That voice belongs to Rick, from what I can tell. He seems to be a little farther away than the other two voices so I can not be sure though.
Soon I hear Alex cackle his cold laugh saying,
"Sue, you should see your face right now, it's priceless!" Then he starts with another round of laughter.
"Well, I would be surprised if someone did not react to somebody calling an almost two month old baby 'Damon'! It sounds like you are calling him a demon!"
At this, Rick chimes in, "Yeah, we don't know why, but that was the name he had in the hospital... It had an accent over the 'A' so it is pronounced d-ea-mon, yet spelled with an 'A'. We were thinking of making it his middle name once he earns a first and last name. Until then we got to call him something."
"But... Damon? Why not change his name, and make his new name his middle name instead? Why even keep the name Damon? Why make him carry that for his whole life?"
"Well, Rick and I think it was the only thing his mother gave him so we want him to keep it and if you do not like it you can leave and we will find someone else in our clan who is willing to raise him!"
"No, no, I will take care of him..." Then Sue grumbles,"Always so touchy..."
Alex breaks at this point," What did you say you little b-"
"GUYS! I said Damon was awake! And both of you put your knives away, now! God!" This is one of the few times I will ever hear Rick sound like that. It sent shivers down my spine.
Both Alex and Sue responded in unison, "Sorry Rick..."
A woman, with her bleach blonde hair in a ponytail, unwraps me from a blanket which is what was blinding me. As soon as she takes the blanket off of my face, the stench gets ten times worse.
Sue whispers to me, "Hey there little guy. Sorry if we scared you. Oh, I know, it probably smells in here to you. It's okay. Shhh-shhhh..."
"Hey, Rick? Do all women change their attitudes when they go from talking to an adult to a baby?"
"Alex... You know what? Never mind. No not all do but she does not want to scare him."
"Ohhh! Makes sense, I guess."
I finally got a good look at the people who saved me from the hospital.
Rick is really tall, with black hair. His hair style is shaved on the sides and back, and the top has grown into a fluffy mohawk that is about two inches long. He is wearing an old grey tank top, and baggy ripped jeans with a thick belt. His shoes are nothing more than some beat up sneakers that were white at one point in time. On his left hand he wore a ring on his middle finger. Back up to his face, his eyes are Hazel eyes are more green than they are brown. A thin line makes up his lips, right above a few whiskers of a beard right on his chin. Other than the few hairs on his chin, his eyebrows, and eyelashes; his face looks as smooth as my baby face, completely hairless. I would guess that he is in his early twenties.
Alex, on the other hand, couldn't be younger than his late thirties. His hair was a rat's nest of brown and a few grey curls on his head. His eyes were huge and brown like a doe's. I noticed that he had tanner skin than both Sue and Rick. I think I learned later on that he was Mexican. His beard covered his entire jaw, but he did not have a mustache. The eyebrows on his face were bushy and had more grey in them than brown. He was slightly on the taller side. He wore a yellow zip up hoodie that had a ton of holes in it on top of an all white T-shirt. On the bottom, he had skinny jeans on, that were surprisingly clean. For shoes, he wore... Really? Flip-Flops? Ugh... Yup, he is wearing Flip-Flops.
Now Sue, she is the most pale out of all three. She has on a bright red crop tank top on, with ripped jean short shorts, and red high heels. Her face was pretty, with nice cheekbones, on point eyebrows, makeup done to perfection, and her plump red lips pulled the whole outfit together. Her eyes were also hazel or they could be considered green with brown flecks in them. Her eyes when she looked down onto me made me feel like she really cared for me...
So now I know not to get attached to her, because she will abandon me just like my mother and Nita did. This time I would cherish the kindness I was given and when she leaves me I will not be disappointed, because can you really be disappointed in something or someone if you never had hope for it in the first place?
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