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Chapter 2: Bonding Time
Mac woke up the next day. He had a dream about Stella getting harmed by Frankie, but he knew it was just a dream.
He picked up his phone which read 9 o' clock. He called Reed.
"Reed, it's Mac."
"Oh hey, maybe future father."
"It's only the first day, don't get your hopes up."
"Okay, I'll call you Mac," Reed grunts. "What did you want?"
"I was thinking that since I got a week with you, and I have nothing else better to do, we should go out for brunch."
"Sounds great, I'll be in the front waiting for you."
"Okay," Mac agrees and hangs up.
He took a quick shower and headed towards his car so he could go pick up Reed.
He made it there within an hour. He went inside, and was instantly greeted by Reed.
"Hey Mac, let's get out of here," Reed rushed towards the exit and Mac recieved a nod from the lady at the desk. He followed the very excited 18 year old.
"So how was the rest of your day?"
"Fine Mac, how about yours?"
"Just like the rest of them," Mac got in the car, and Reed on the passenger side.
The ride to the diner was with mostly silence, or Reed rambling around his day.
The enter the diner and is greeted by Jason.
"Hey Mac... who's this little guy?"
"I'm not little I'm 18 dude. And the name is Reed Garrett."
"He talks too much, but Stella told me I had to give him a week to rub off on me."
"Stella's a good woman, and nice meeting you Reed."
He nods and sat down. Mac telling Jason what they wanted for brunch.
"So kid, how did you get into the orphanage?"
"My parents died in a car crash. I was in the back seat, only one with my seatbelt on. It was the worst thing I ever seen in my life Mac. I wasn't even close with them but cried non stop for a week."
"Oh, sorry about the Reed."
"It's okay. So where are your parents?"
"My father died of cancer and my mother lives in a Chicago nursing home. She's still hanging in there."
"Well at least your old enough to not be an orphan. It sucks sometimes, being alone."
"Now you have me, I guess."
"Thanks Mac. Anyways, you didn't tell me how much you knew Stella."
"Not much she comes here every Wednesday and Friday morning, and we just talk."
"So you can talk," Reed smiles. "I write stuff. Nobody reads any of my work though. There's some real deep shizz happening in what I write."
"What do you write about?"
"Teenaged stuff. You don't want to here about it. A lot of violence really. It's kind of like a supervillian comic."
"So, that mean you draw too, right?"
"Yeah, I loved reading comics when I was little. Got into drawing and then decided to write. It's about an orphan who kills people for their souls."
"Interesting."
"The guy hated being in the orphanage, and he came back to haunt the kids that were mean to him. And he was dead, so he needed all the souls of the people being mean to him to come back as a human.
"Okay, I don't have to read that. You sure you aren't mental?"
"No, but if I was I would have already killed you," Reed laughs. "You know I was kidding right. I do write stories, but mainly poetry and just about how I am feeling. I don't want you think I'm a crazy boy. I'm one hundred percent normal."
"Anyways, what were you going to tell me yesterday about Stella and Frankie?"
"Why do you all of a sudden want to know?" he crossed his arms.
"I had a dream that he hurt her."
"Oh, well... I don't know the whole story all I know is he always looks mad, glaring at me mean when Stella brings him along to st. Basil's, I think he hates children. I just don't get a good vibe from that dude."
"I hope she'll be okay."
"You sound worried."
"I'm a good friend is all."
"And you guys only met a few weeks ago?"
Mac nods.
"Well, maybe you can be her knight in shiny armour."
"Trust me, I'm the last person she could ever go for."
"Your too hard on yourself," Reed pats his back. "If you want her, I'll help."
"No need Reed, I can handle things on my own."
He shrugs, "Okay, I was just saying. You might change your mind."
"I doubt it," he smirks... and then there was some silence.
Mac's phone started to ring, he picked up and answered.
"Mr. Taylor?" a man's voice sounded.
"Who's this?"
"Detective Don Flack. I'm a friend for Stella's, and works for the NYPD."
"What happened?"
"Stella's in the hospital Angel of Mercy, and was asking for you, so I got the CSI team to track you down, and they tracked down your number."
"I'll be right there," he hung up his phone.
"Where are you going?" Reed asked.
"The hospital, come on, I'll tell you on the way," Mac paid for their food and grabbed Reed's hand and they got in his car and drove to the hospital.
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