They had forgotten him. After everything they forgot him. Thomas had begun to wonder if he was still visible. Looking around at the people he had known all his life he felt useless. There was really no purpose for him.
He would never be as perfect and nice as Ryan the new kid everyone seemed to flock to. Not as fast as Gordon. Or as sweet as Percy. Smart as Edward. Or even as liked as James. They probably even forgot his birthday was coming up.
These thoughts swirled around in his head while he walked home from school,a swirling inking blackness determined to eat him up. His sleeping schedule got worse. (Not that anyone noticed) and the only thing he spent time doing is drawing and listening to music.
Of course Edward tried to show he cared when he had time. He was often off taking care of injuries. (The monsters weren't letting up) So of course Gordon was placed in charge. He was better left by himself.
His eyes were heavy and his limbs weak. Thomas' mouth quirked up in a humorless smile. Maybe from the not sleeping and eating thing. This was on his mind until he heard crying. Thomas' head perked, it sounded like a child? He walked over to the abandoned building next to him. And there he found a purpose. Well actually two purposes.
A 5 year old and a 3 year old huddled together in the cold box. They looked quite frightened and tired like they hadn't been taken care of for weeks. A note was left in the box
If you find them please take care of them. The one with blue hair is named Samuel and the one with yellow Philip. Samuel likes to be called skiff. I have left them with all the money I had in my pockets.
Two twenty dollar notes fell out the paper. He quickly grabbed the money and made up his mind. He would become their caretaker. " Well Skiff was it?"He whispered to the blue one pulling out the small phone Edward gave him. "Hey please don't cry" He wiped their eyes dialing his brother.
"Edward? Looks like it's my turn."
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