Antonio's POV
Those niños were a blessing to me. I was all on my own. I was a con artist. I was apart of a gang when I was younger. It was dissolved now (as in the all left me), but I still never grew out of my old ways. My life was slowly falling apart around me. I was violent, cruel, and I had a bit of a drinking problem. The kids couldn't have come at a better time.
Lovino and Feliciano came first. I was sitting outside when I spotted a boy dragging a person down the street. He was muttering to the body. I offered to help and he looked so grateful. His face just lit up. He told me his name and his brother's, and what their situation was. I couldn't just throw them back on the streets, especially with Lovino in the condition that he was in. When the boys woke up the next day, I offered them the chance to stay with me, just until they back on their feet. They were free to go whenever they wanted. Lovi seemed skeptical, but who could blame him? I was a stranger to him. Feli seemed all for it, and it was only then Lovi agreed.
Emil and Bella came a week later. Bella was going door to door looking for food. Everyone before me was either not home or slammed the door in her face. Feli seemed happy to see new faces. Emil was quiet for the first hours, but generally warmed up to us. I offered them the same thing as Lovi and Feli. I had the room. The shared a quick glance at each other before they accepted.
Matthieu knocked on my door three days later. I knew him. I was a friend of his father, Francis. He told me what happened to him and that he had faked his death.
I was shocked that he had done this to his family. Why would he want to? However, I tried to comfort him. I also discovered that tough little Lovino had a soft side. The two quickly became friends. Bella got along well with him too. I gave him the opportunity to stay with me. He accepted my offer, with the promise that I wouldn't tell Francis where he was. Deep down, I way touched that he trusted me enough to come to me. I was slowly growing a family, but it wasn't finished yet.
Little Raivis was the last to join our little family. I caught him at the supermarket trying to steal a week later. I offered to buy him food and a place to stay the night. He looked a little wary of me and asked if I was a lawyer. He seemed relived when I told him that I wasn't one. On the way home, he told me his whole story, his dead parents, his two brothers, one dead and one absent, and lawyers threatening to send him to Russia. He had been on the run for a years. Emil was the only one home when we got home. Emil almost immediately took a liking to him. I think he was happy that he wasn't the youngest one in the house anymore.
Needless to say, those niños were a blessing. They got me out of a really bad place. I was as violent and I wasn't drinking as much. I never wanted this to end. However, I knew it was only a matter of time until their families found them. And when that did happen, I don't I'll be able to give them up.
Time for the author's note!
Ages as of now:
Lovino and Feliciano: 15 (twins)
Bella: 17
Mathieu: 16
Emil: 13
Raivis: 11
Antonio: 36
Niños: children (Spanish)
This chapter takes place during the summer. The next chapter will probably be Antonio trying to send them to school.
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