The drive back to the orphanage was long since it was in the middle of London I didnt really care though. I wanted those kids to have a nice christmas because i used to be in their place. I remeber the feeling so clearly sitting in groups when couples came along to adopt a kid hoping its you then after a long hour you were sent back to your room crushed because you weren't choosen to go away from the horrid place. Every day filled with disapointment that you were still there and an aching pain in your heart as you wondered why you weren't good enough to be taken home by a couple. That doesnt matter anymore because I'm to old now , im in my twenties and I can live on my own.
Finally I reached the driveway wearing a faint smile at the few good memories that took place here. How my friend and I used to sit under a tree and watch the younger kids play kick ball and rushing to them when they got hurt babying them each time we found the slightest reason to. Well I did the babying my friend on the other hand would pat their backs and act like a big brother telling them its just a scratch and they would be fine. I shook my head , now wasnt the time to reminise. I parked near the door and knocked knowing the party wasnt going to happen for hours.
A familiar face opened the door and I gave a goofy grin looking at his surprised face it was the man who ran the orphanage the only father figure i ever had it was easy to see he missed me even after all the trouble I had caused him. Silently i pointed to the truck full of presents telling him it was for the kids since I wouldnt have time to go to the party I had brought them early. Together we carried them in putting them in the garage so he could put them under the tree tonight. After a long chat I excused myself and got back in my truck one present remained on my passenger seat it was for an old friend i was going to visit.
I drove for what seemed like hours before i pulled up to a high security prison , the gaurd there checked my box all it held was strawberry jam and a single spoon. Then i held out a small tin box to him telling him it was a gift for him and the other gaurds. I visited often and i had made a deal with the prison. After the gates were open i drove in and parked getting out i walked up to more gaurds as inmates watched me the gaurds already knew why I was here and immidiently lead me to the wardens office. After a short chat with him I was lead back to my car where a prisoner was being put in. I didnt look at them because i knew exactly who it was. Thanking the gaurds i pulled out and drove to the gates again.
The drive back home was long and quite with the sound of occasional slurps coming from my company. Finally I pulled into my driveway and then into my garage closing the door behind me i got out and walked around my truck and opened the passenger door helping the male out. I took at long look at the other analyzing him. The other had shaggy black hair with blood red eyes he was just inches shorter than me and very pale i looked at the straight jacket that held him tightly for a moment before leading him inside. Once inside i slowly and carefully released him from his jacket. Watching him stretch and grin made me chuckle.
I told him that he was granted freedom and the only way to keep it was to live with me and abide by not only my rules but the laws of the fine country we resided in. After he threw his arms around me and almost squezzed the life from me he sat on my couch and awaited for me to tell him the rules. I told him after we celebrated the start of a new year I would tell him the rules he would now live by so the day the new year began so would the start of his new life. I took him to the kitchen where i cut his hair back down to its original short yet crazy style. After that he went into the living room while i cleaned up the cut hair.
When i came back i smiled he was passed out on the couch already so I carefully picked him up and carried him to the guest room that would become his room. My house had three rooms two i called guest rooms one i had claimed as my own. Laying him on the bed i pulled the sheets over him and leaned in giving his forehead a gentle kiss not knowing why I did that I left the room closing its door and set some presents on the floor of my living room . Looking out the window in my living room at the darkening sky i closed the curtains and headed to bed.