He watched shocked as he saw her twirling in the pouring rain, with no shoes on. He felt a strange pull towards her, a sort of paternal feeling that he just couldn't understand. He unconsciously started walking towards her, as she turned around looking up at his 6'3'' frame, without a hint of fear in her eyes.
"Hello," he said, while sitting on the backs of his knees, "My names Emmett, what's yours?" he asked, holding his hand out to her.
"My names Elizabeth," she said, with a heart warming smile, as she placed her small hand in his large one, "how old are you?" she asked, thinking he had to be at least 30.
"I'm seventeen, and what about you? Where are your parents?" he said, confused as to why such a small child was in the forest completely alone. She held up three fingers to him, and wrinkled her nose in thought. After 10 minutes, she looked up at him, tears pouring from her pinkish-green eyes.
"I-i don't know, they left me here and said they didn't want me anymore," she said, as her eyes changed from pinkish-green to a bluish-purple mixture. He looked shocked, as her eyes seemed to change color very often, but brought her to his chest and let her weep. His dead heart shattered into millions of pieces as he realized she was completely alone. He knew there was no chance he was going to leave her here, not with the predators that could come out, and so as soon as her heartbeats steadied, he picked he up and raced home. He walked her swiftly into the kitchen, contemplation on what he should do, when he heard her stomach growl loudly. His eyes filled with tears he would never cry, as she hung her head in shame. He placed her on then table, and wondered what to make.
"Uh… what would you like to eat?" he asked, not knowing if his cooking skills were advanced enough to satisfy her. Her nose wrinkled in thought, as she inaudibly snapped her fingers, as a look of victory crossed her face, and he couldn't suppress the laugh that had built in his chest.
"I would love a grilled cheese sandwich," she replied, as a look of worry crossed her face, "if its not too much I mean." She said, as she cast a glance down at the table. He laughed as he got out the materials for grilled cheese, thanking God that's what she wanted, seeing as that's all he could make. Ten minutes passed as and he finally finished making two grilled cheese sandwiches, and a tall glass of fruit punch. He let out a slight chuckle when he realized she was too short to reach it, and pulled her on his lap for easy access. About thirty minutes later, she had finished one and a half grilled cheese sandwiches, and two glasses of punch, and was fast asleep, curled into a tight little ball in his lap. He picked her up and carried her into the game room, where he placed her back on his lap, and proceeded to play his game of Halo. Shortly after he began, his family came home, and rushed into the game room, as we normally do on Friday nights, when they froze at the sight. Little Elizabeth lay sprawled on his stretched out legs, snoring ever so slightly, as he ran his fingers through her hair lovingly, singing her a lullaby. When his eyes met his family, he knew they were pulled in, just like he was.