I DO NOT OWN ANYONE OR ANYTHING BESIDES THE OC'S.
I lay here on this flimsy bottom bunk bed next to my three month year old son Jaxson at this homeless shelter in San Antonio. I'm watching Jaxson sleep making sure he doesn't fall of the bed.
"Oh, your still here Daisy?" Sarah, the shelters runner, said.
"I have no where else to go, plus he's not feeling well." I whispered.
"I think Larry is coming by to talk about your case." Sarah said, Larry is my case manager.
"Fun, when?"
"Any minute now." She said as we heard the back door open and no other homeless person could be here.
"Speaking of the devil." I said.
"Sarah?" Larry asked.
"Coming!" Sarah yelled, I lightly picked Jaxson up trying not to wake him, I rested his head against my neck grabbing the blanket Sarah brought from her house for me to use from when her kids were younger.
"Aw Daisy, and little Jaxson." Larry said as he went to play with Jaxson.
"He's asleep and sick." I whispered.
"Okay, let's have a seat." He said, Sarah went into the kitchen to prepare dinner. I sat down across from him rubbing Jaxson's back. "What are you doing with your life?"
"What do you mean?" I asked confused.
"How old are you again? 16?"
"Yes, next month." I said. Yes, I got pregnant at 15, I didn't' tell my parents until I got 6 months, they kicked me out and obviously I had to quit school and I can't get a job besides at a gym, even then they won't hire me because I'm not attending high school. Sarah is in about her late 50's early 60s, she hates seeing me live here, she isn't strict on me, she lets me stay here as long as I need and longer than any other person, she has volunteered to watch Jaxson for me if I wanted go back to school, but I don't have money to do so.
"School? Job? Anything?"
"Nope."
"Are you doing anything? Everyone else is trying to find work." Larry said.
"Sir, everyone is different, I'm 15 with a baby, no one will hire me."
"How do you know if you haven't tired?"
"I'll leave at end of the month, we're over, I need to change Jaxson." I said getting up and walked away to the only bathroom in the facility, Sarah came and stood in the door frame.
"Your welcome to stay at my house until you get on your feet." She offered.
"No thanks, I need to stand on my own."
"At least for a month?"
"Thanks, that might be helpful, you don't mind?" I asked.
"Of course not Daisy, you remind me a lot of my daughter and I love it." She said smiling.
"Thanks for everything! Clothes, diapers baby food, everything."
"No problem, how's the little guy feeling?"
"He still has the runs, I think he might be dehydrated."
"I'll go get him some water." Sarah said leaving the room, Jaxson just looked at me with wide eyes.
"What's up punk?" I said, he just giggled.
Sarah's Point of View-
I hate seeing anyone living in the homeless shelter or on the street, but it breaks my heart even more seeing a girl like Daisy and a baby here because their parents do not want to deal with it, my daughter got pregnant at 16, I wasn't happy, but I dealt with it and I love my granddaughter. I went to go get some water for Jaxson when the phone started ringing. 'Who's calling?' I thought.
"Hello?" I asked.
"Hi, I would like to volunteer my time to serve dinner and meet with some people." A male said.
"When?" I asked looking at the serving calendar, we usually have girl scout troops, boy scout troops or school organizations.
"Tonight, it'll be me and my family."
"Alright, be here by five to start preparing." I said.
"I would also like to bring clothing, blankets, etc., would that be okay?"
"Yes sir, may I get your name?" I asked getting a marker.
"Shawn Michaels." He said, I froze in my spot.
"As in the WWE superstar?"
"The one and only." He said, I only knew that because Daisy talks about him all the time and how he is her hero, she used to watch wrestling before she got kicked out of her house.
"I'll see you tonight at five, you know how to get here?" I asked.
"Yes ma'am."
"I'll be outside for your arrival." I said hanging up the phone, this was the first time a celebrity of any kind came to this homeless shelter, Daisy's got to know. I grabbed the bottle walking to the bathroom to see Daisy humming to Jaxson as she was buttoning up his onesie, "You won't believe what just happened."
"Larry died?" She asked not looking at me.
"No, Shawn Michaels, THE Shawn Michaels is coming tonight to serve dinner."
"Stop lying and getting my hopes up, you tried that last month." She said picking Jaxson up and I gave her the bottle of water.
"It's true this time."
"Sure, I'll believe it when I see it." Daisy said as she went to the rocking chair in the dining area rocking Jaxson in her lap. I cleaned the pots for us to use later when they arrived, I pulled out the food that needed to be cooked. At five, a few homeless people, well the usual, were outside chatting with each other, I saw Shawn, his wife I'm guessing and two kids climbing out a nice car.
"Hi, I'm Sarah, you must be Shawn." I said shaking his hand.
"Yeah, this is my wife Rebecca, and my two kids Cameron and Cheyenne. We got some stuff in the back to give out." He said pointing to his car.
"We'll get it after dinner, first we must cook dinner."
"Do you have anything for the kids to do?" Rebecca asked.
"I know someone that can watch them, follow me." I said grabbing the two kids hands.
"Your going to leave my kids with a homeless person?" She asked.
"No, she's 15 almost 16 and she's got a three month old, I'm sure she won't mind watching these two, how old are you?" I asked.
"6." Cameron said.
"4." Cheyenne said.
"Alright, the food and dishes are set out, you can go ahead and start." I said, I walked out holding the two kids hands. "Daisy meet Cameron and Cheyenne, they are 6 and 4."
"Hi, you want to play?" Daisy asked, they nodded.
"I'll be in the kitchen." I said, Daisy set Jaxson in the playpen I brought for him. Daisy played tag and hide and go seek with them as I helped Shawn and Rebecca with the cooking. I carried the containers of food out to the serving tables for them.
"What do we do?" Cheyenne asked.
"Your going to hand out drinks, can you do that?" I asked, I taught them how to do the cooler and I supervised. I watched Daisy hum and cradle a crying Jaxson.
"Aw, I thought I heard a baby." Rebecca said walking around the corner from the kitchen.
"Sorry, he's sick." Daisy said.
Daisy's Point of View-
"May I hold him?" She asked.
"I guess." I said as this random lady took off the cooking gloves, I nervously handed Jaxson over to her.
"He's so cute." She said.
"Thanks, Daisy." I said.
"Rebecca, what's his name?"
"Jaxson." I said as the two kids ran over.
"May I hold him?" Cameron asked.
"If you sit down." I said as people started coming in lining up to get their food.
"Me too?" Cheyenne asked.
"Sit down." I said, they jumped into two different chairs, "Support the head like that." I said to Cameron.
"He's so small." Cameron said.
"Very." I said as I moved him over to Cheyenne's lap
"Like this?" Cheyenne asked holding the head a certain way.
"Yes, very good." I said.
"How old?" Rebecca asked looking at her own kids holding Jaxson.
"He's 3 months." I said, she nodded.
"Time to serve dinner." Sara said, I picked Jaxson up and got in line, I was too focused on Jaxson I didn't notice who was serving dinner, I got up there to get my food.
Shawn's Point of View-
I was in the kitchen cutting the bread putting it in the container, Sarah, Rebecca, Cameron and Cheyenne walked in washing their hands.
"We're ready to serve." Sarah said, I rewashed my hands and slipped on a new pair of gloves, my two kids and Sarah walked out, Rebecca stopped me.
"What's wrong sweetie?" I asked.
"There's a girl out there with a three month year old baby." She said.
"I know, Sarah told us."
"No, she's not a grown woman, she's a teen."
"No way, you must be joking." I said not believing her, but she had a dead serious look.
"What do you want me to do?" I asked.
"I want her to come live with us."
"What? Why?"
"I think that's what God would want us to do, her nor that baby should be in here."
"Nor anyone else, I can't take everyone in."
"Please?" She said doing her irresistible doggy lip.
"Let's just serve dinner and I'll think about it." I said, we carried out the salad and bread. I dished out the spaghetti and bread, my wife did the salad and dressing, Sarah helped my kids with the drinks.
"Daisy, lets go get Jaxson a bottle and food, his high chair is in the usual spot." Sarah said, I looked up to see this Daisy holding a little baby.
"He's so cute." I said.
"Oh my god, your Shawn, the Heartbreak Kid, Michaels." Daisy said in shock.
"One and only." I said smiling.
"Told you." Sarah sung.
"Fan?" I asked.
"Big, your like my hero." Daisy said turning a slight red.
"Aw, thanks, have an extra bread for the little guy." I said giving her another slice of bread. I watched the girl pull out the high chair putting Jaxson in it, once she sat down she took a bite of her spaghetti and broke a piece of bread for her baby. We fed rest of the line, but I couldn't help but watch Daisy stop eating just to make sure Jaxson ate first. We started cleaning up, my kids ran off to help feed Jaxson.
"So?" Rebecca asked as we started washing the dishes.
"Sarah, what's Daisy's story?" I asked crossing my arms over my chest.
"It's not my right to tell." Sarah said bending over to pick up the dish soap.
"If she'll tell anyone it'll be you." Rebecca said as I walked out to see my son and daughter taking turns feeding Jaxson.
