Wally's 16 and Joey's 10 months.
"Wawwy?" Joey looked up at his older brother who didn't move a muscle not even a glance at his brother. "Ah maw-mmy an dah-ey…asleep?" he asked looking up at his brother who was frozen.
"No…no Jaws…they're not asleep hey sport? Let's go to the tree house…" I grabbed him and packed all of our stuff using 7 suitcases, understand 2 were filled with toys and game systems… I took a deep breath and connected the suitcases to make a stroller…
"Wawwy? Hey Wawwy! Don faget Senior Stuffums!" he looked up at me with teary eyes, he's the smartest ten month old I've ever known…I think he's understanding what happened. I sighed and got two more of our biggest suitcases and took all of our books and clothes and 'stuffies' I looked around and grabbed 2 guns, dad had them for hunting, I have them for protection.
I took a spare bb gun filled with bullets too, in case we meet any unwanted guests… I looked around and got mom's jewlry and all of their money…hey I don't know what I need! And it's not…like they'll use it…
I looked at their body's…dead…I called a funeral home and a few minutes later people came in and took their soulless bodies to the house…of dead people.
I looked around cautiously and grabbed all our stuff and went to the tree house, Joey started crying "Hey buddy! Don't cry! I got Senior Stuffums out and handed the orange elephant to him. I ruffled his hair. "Okay tike! Let's go…I looked around and started running to Nigel's.
I ran to the door and knocked the code correctly and Nigel opened it "Hey W…hey Joey!" he cooed "why's you're baby brother here?" he asked sensing something was wrong. "Mum and Dad answered the door and they… got shot…THEY GOT SHOT NIGEL! By this guy that didn't like dad!" I looked around shoving Joey inside…in safety.
"Well come in!" Nigel said pulling me in. "Nig…me and Joey are…homeless…so can we live in the tree house?" I asked, knowing he'd say yes. "Sure…everyone's here…we were just about to call you for Friday night movies!" Nigel looked at me then at Joey…I sighed and ran up to the tree house, with Joey and his suitcase stroller.
"Joey? Come on sport! Talk to me…" I pat his head. "Wawwy…is mawmmy and duh-dy…dead?" he asked me with tears in his little eyes. "Yeah sport…" I kissed his head gently. "Aw…Joey…"
Once we were in the living room everyone asked what happened and once Nigel was in the room I explained everything to them. Kuki was crying by the end I kissed her cheek and whispered "It'll be okay…" I didn't know if that was a lie or not.
"What's going to happen to Joey?" Hoagie asked me "with school and all!" I looked at him and sighed. "I don't know…he's only 10 months and I just turned 171/2…" I said stating facts "Wait…there were a few girls who have babies older than Jo…" Abby mumbled "WHAT ARE YOU SAYING?!" I looked at her like she was insane.
"I'm saying you can pretend he's your son…there's a nursery in the sch…" I interrupted Abby again "NO!" I barked "I-I'm sorry! I just I don't trust to leave him somewhere…" I gulped and looked at him sleeping in his yellow and red footy pajama's.
"Oh Joey…pal…could we say I'm your daddy? I love you enough…for sure…but could I really be a dad?" I looked at his peaceful smile. He's so amazing…
"Well Principal Harris said if you could control him…" Abby's voice trailed off smiling. "Yes!" I whispered screamed. "Pal…I love ya…more than mom, more than dad…I love ya tike!" I touched his nose.
"Wait if I'm his dad…then who's his mom?"
I like this but not much time to write it! Don't you love Joey?! More Kuki/Wally next Chapter
Kit Kat
