Page 7 of Anarchy
Chapter Three
Mikey
Standing outside the room everything inside of me is screaming to go back in. When she put her arms around me I didn’t know what to do, then it was instinctive. She needed comfort, she needed compassion, she needed someone.
I wanted to be those things for her.
The way she kept looking over at me when Pres and Whip were in the room made me feel like I didn't just imagine this weird pull I had toward her. Maybe she returned it and maybe in some crazy way she was meant to show up here today and come to me.
I don’t know much about Lucy’s past or how this girl fits in with it, but I want to. She looks as if she just stepped out of an old movie, or Sunday school. She sure as hell doesn’t belong here.
Looking down at my watch I see that it’s been almost an hour since Pres left. They have to be coming back soon. Should I see if she’s hungry? Maybe check on her? Part of me just wants to be in there with her again.
Footsteps jolt me out of my thoughts. Whip is walking toward me. “Decision was made. She is being allowed to stay. Since you let her in, you get to be her guardian. Don’t leave her side and make sure you explain all of the rules to her.” I nod trying to take in what he is saying. “Oh and keep your fucking hands to yourself. Not only is she not legal yet, but she's also Lucy's niece, and we aren't entirely sure what the fuck she wants. Got it?"
“Yes.”
He laughs, “good. This job sucks, trust me I know. Get the girl some food and then lay out how things work.”
I nod heading toward the kitchen to grab whatever is for dinner. I'm always one of the last to eat, and usually, there is just enough for me to make a plate. Looking at the counter where the food is I see that tonight is no different. I fill a plate with some chicken, vegetables, and rice then grab a bottle of water.
Stopping at the bar I nod at Chrissy, and she slides me a beer. “Hey, you have a change of clothes I can give her?” I don’t need to say who. Word travels here faster than the speed of light, so even though everyone might not know Emma’s story, they know she’s here.
"I don't, but I know Tracy has a bunch of stuff somewhere. I'll ask her to bring some down." She smiles at me, and I give her a nod.
Once I get to the room where I know, she is I pause. Whip's words ring in my ear.
Keep your fucking hands to yourself.
I knock on the door, and her voice sounds from the other side telling me I can come in. "Thought you might be hungry." I set the tray on the bed next to her.
"Thank you, did you already eat?" she takes a bite, and a small sound of appreciation leaves her lips.
I shake my head. "I was lucky to get enough for you to have a plate. Bunch of damn savages that live here." I nudge her shoulder, and she laughs.
"Would you like to share?" she looks up at me under long lashes, and every bone in my body wants to pull her close to me. It's like I can feel her pulling me in. Her innocence and kindness shine through like a damn spotlight.
“I’m good, enjoy.” I twist off the cap of my beer and take a long drink. Looking over at her she seems to be studying me. “You want some?” I say tilting the bottle in her direction.
“Um, no. I’m not old enough.” Her cheeks turn red as she looks away from me.
“Me neither, around here it’s not really an issue though.” I shrug knowing that even when we go into the bars no one ever id’s us.
“How old are you?” she asks as she takes a bite of her food.
“Twenty, but age isn’t something that’s important around here. It’s more what you have inside of you.” Taking another drink, I notice that she's finished almost all of the food I gave her faster than I thought could be possible. "Hungry?"
A nervous laugh escapes her as she looks over at me her cheeks red. “Yea, it’s been a while since I ate.”
“You said you had been trying to get here for three days. Where did you come from?” Looking down I notice how dirty she is.
"This is going to sound ridiculous, but I'm not really sure. I know I traveled south." Placing the plate next to her she turns her body toward me. "I went through the woods at one point, got a couple rides from people I probably shouldn't have and I walked for what seemed like forever."
A knock sounds at the door, and she jumps from the sound. Getting up I open it to find Tracy standing there, she looks around me to where Emma is sitting. "Damn, it's like de ja vu. Hey there MJ, brought you some clothes."
Emma looks over at her. “Thanks, but actually my name is Emma.”
“Oh, I know." Tracy laughs tossing the clothes onto the bed before walking out.
