Okay two chapters in one day, I know right! So in this chapter we finally find out about Teddy but trust me it is not what you think it is. That being said I want to viewers discretion advised for abuse in this chapter.
I am trying to update a lot before spring break ends and I have to go back to school. Once that happens I don't know how much I will be able to update -AJ
Saturday comes and goes in New York, and I am starting to get irritated for two reasons. One reason is because Christian is keeping something from me and the second is this damn ice storm. I've only been cooped up in this apartment for a day but that one day feels like an eternity with a grumpy Christian.
It's Sunday now and the storm should be clear enough for us to fly out tonight which I am glad for. We had to call Grace and tell her that we would not be able to make brunch. I'm currently trying to get my grumpy husband to go out and explore the city with me for a little bit before we have to leave for Seattle.
"No Ana, I told you I have a lot of work to do," his voice is harsh. A lot of people would cower at his CEO voice but not me.
"Christian Trevelyan Grey," I place my hand on my hip, trying to show I mean business, " You don't use that kind of tone with me. I am your wife so get you cute little ass up and come with me outside so we can explore the city together like normal people." unintentionally my voice raise a little at the end.
He looks up at me from the couch, a little taken back from my tone of voice and my stance. Then he closes the laptop that is in front of him and places it next to him.
"Okay, what would you like to do then Mrs. Grey?" he questions.
"Show me around the city I want to see everything. But mostly I just want to be with you, having fun in the Big Apple." he grins up at me.
"You got it." he swiftly stands up and calls out for Taylor and Sawyer. They come in we set off to explore what New York has to offer.
The first place Christian takes me to is a little cafe that is a little outside the heart of the city. It's such a cute little place that has the best croissants that I have ever had, even better than the ones in France. We eat lunch here and then he tells me that later he wants to show me a really cool dive bar that he found one day by mistake and now it's the only place that he likes to get a drink at in New York.
"Ana? Do you think we could stop in this shop really quick?" he asks.
I look up to find that we are standing in front of a jewelry store. I look at Christian who has this excited look in his eyes.
"Yeah lets go." I say
We head into the store and I can instantly tell this place is super expensive, please don't tell me he bought me something from here I think to myself. I watch Christian go up to the man behind the counter and the man hands him a little box. Then he comes back over to me holding the box in front of him.
"Ana I know that I've been really 'grumpy' as you put it the last few days so this is to make up for that." he holds the box out to me.
I take it from him and open it. Inside is a tiny heart that could be no bigger than a quarter. On the back of it there is an engraving that says Christian on it and attached to it is a gold chain. I look back up to Christian awed at his thoughtfulness.
"You see it's supposed to me my heart, that way it will always be close to your heart. You can open it to and put pictures inside if you want." my eyes start to tear up.
"Christian this is so beautiful! I love it!" I tell him pulling him in for a kiss and when I pull away I see that he is shyly smiling at me.
He moves behind me so that he put the necklace on me, I brush the hair away from my neck to make it easier for him. Once he finished he spins me around so I am facing him and he is grinning at his work.
"There." he says.
We walk out of the store and head down the streets, Christian has put his arm around me and I slip my hand into his back pocket. I feel almost normal again, with my crazy whirlwind romance with Christian and all the craziness that comes the media and such it's hard to just slow down and take a breather. The last time I felt this good was when we were on our honeymoon. The normality of just walking down the street strikes me as funny and I giggle a bit.
"What's got you so giggle mhm?" he asks peering down at me.
"Nothing, just how normal this is." I tell him.
He nods agreeing with me, we are turning the corner to a kind rundown part of the city. The snow starts to fall more heavily around us and I can see Taylor getting closer to us as we get further into this part of town.
Up ahead I can hear the slam of a door opening and some screaming. We are almost upon it now, and I can feel Christian trying to tug me to the opposite side of the street. But there is something over there that I must see, call it curiosity call it whatever you want, but I have to go over there.
We finally make it to where the screaming and slammed door sounds came from. A large man who must be around 50 is standing in the doorway of what looks to be a rundown apartment complex. He is balding and has on a wife beater that shows off his saggy tattooed arms that have become a sad mess throughout the years.
The most shocking thing about this man is that he has a child that he is clutching by the collar of his old worn out blue shirt. The poor boy couldn't have been more than three years old from the looks of him.
The man is shaking the boy, and In horror I watch this man yell at this baby boy. The man takes one hand off the boy pulls back and crushes his hand right into the boys stomach, I feel it Christian tenses next to me. The little boy doubles over crying out in pain. The man then picks him up and tosses him out into the snow right at our feet.
I can hardly breath at what just happened. I look down at the little boy that has just landed with a 'umhp' then just curls up into a ball at my feet. Christian has had enough I see him stock over to the man and grab him by the collar much like the man did the boy.
"How dare you do that to a child!" he roars at the man.
The man sneers and tries to push him away and touches him right in the no go areas. Christian loses it and punches the man right in the face. I look around for Taylor finding him a couple of feet away but he's too far to have seen what happened.
"Taylor!" I yell for him frantic because Christian is wailing on this man. While Taylor is seeing to Christian, trying to pull him off the large man I kneel down to where the boy is. I finally get a good look at his features.
He is so tiny that he must be malnourished, and his hair is so long that it covers his face and eyes. There are so many tangles in his hair that it looks as though it has never been brushed. I gently push some of it away from his and he flinches. He looks up at me and I see that he has the clearest blue eyes that I have ever seen, even bluer than mine. I smile at him hoping to bring him some comfort.
"Hi," I say gently, "I'm Ana, you're okay I promise that I won't hurt you, no one will."
He tries to drag his body into a sitting position but he is obviously in pain so I help him as best that I can without causing him further pain. I take a glance at him again and find that he is wearing shorts and a t-shirt that are so grimy and small it's as if those are his only clothes. His feet are bare also and the soles of his feet are as black as ash.
I look up to see Christian who is still breathing hard, then man he was hitting is now slumped in the corner knocked out cold; Christian has this crazy look to his eyes one that I have never seen before.
The little boy pulls himself up into a wobbly upright standing position, he makes this grunting noise at the back of his throat. I put my hands out just incase he loses his balance. What I see next shocks me into tears.
He take the hem of his shirt and lighting brings it up to his neck, I gasp in horror at what I see. All over his chest and stomach are burns, burns that I have seen before but healed over a long time. Cigarette burns just like the ones that Christian has, I didn't notice it before but the child has a couple on his upper arms as well.
I look up to find Christian staring wide eyed at the boy in front of me. He must has the same burns on his back as while. The difference between his and Christians burns is that his were still fresh and looked like they just happened.
The boys lips start to tremble and the tears spill over his eyes, it only last a minute because the boy then passes out. I catch him right before he falls on the ground.
"Christian we have to help him! Call an ambulance." I call to him but I see that Taylor has already done it, he too must have witnessed the boys burns.
Christian walks over to where I have the boy in my arms, he picks him up and hold the boy to his chest. I can see the pain and the anguish in Christians eyes along with the fear, the fear of what is to come.
The ambulance arrives and they take the little boy strapping him into the back, I yell at them to be careful.
"I'm going with him Christian so don't try to stop me okay." I tell him. He nods at me still clearly dazed.
"Christian snap out of it, that little boy needs us right now okay! I just can't leave him like that." I start to sob and I feel his arms engulf me into a hug, one that I so badly needed.
"You are right, we will be there for this little boy until we find out where his family is, and I will make sure that he gets the best hospital care possible. Now get into that ambulance so he has someone there to hold his hand. Taylor and I will follow you to the hospital, go." this is the Christian I needed right now. I nod and wipe the tears from my eyes and climb into the back of the ambulance.
I see Christian talking to Taylor, and I watch as Sawyer pulls the car up next to them. Just as they pull away the ambulance doors close and we are off to the hospital. I told the little boys hand and I pray that he is okay emotionally and physically.
When we get to the hospital I am not allowed to go with him because I am not family so I wait in the waiting room for any news. Just then Christian enter the room like the powerful CEO that he is, he sees me and rushes over.
"Has there been any news?" he asks.
"No, I wasn't allowed back there because I'm not family. He is probably so scared Christian." I say.
"I know baby I know, let me see what I can do." he goes over to the nurses desk.
There are some angry voice and Christian saying, " Do you even know who I am?", and the ladies eyes go wide when she realizes who he is. He then comes back over to me to with anger in his eyes.
"They can't let us back there, hospital policy, but they said that they will tell us anything that they know when they know it. Stupid people, don't even know how much I donate to this hospital!" I sigh with relief that they will update us on his condition.
Christian takes my hand and leads me over to the most uncomfortable hospital seats that I have ever sat in, in my life. We sit there for what seems like hours and I start to fidget. There is something about this boy that draws me to him, makes me what to protect him no matter what.
Then a lady in a white coat who must be a doctor, I mean you wouldn't just give a white coat to just anyone right? She comes over to us and I'm so relieved that we are finally getting some news after an hour.
"Hello I'm Dr. Banks," she holds out her hands and we each shake it, "Are you the people who brought in the young boy?" she asks
We both nod waiting to hear what she has to say about his condition. She holds up the clipboard and reads something on it.
"Okay well it says here that he is severely malnourished and dehydrated, so we are giving him fluids then we are going to be giving him specific foods to help him gain a little weight back. There are also about 10 cigarette burns all over his body some are healed and some are really fresh. That is all we have for now, and if you would like to see him you can but in a couple of moments there is a social worker who would like to talk to the both of you." we nod thanking her for the information, and she heads back through the door she came from.
We wait a couple of minutes and just like the Doctor said a social worker came out to talk to us.
"Hi I'm Barb." she extends her hand and again we both shake it, " So it looks here like you found this boy? Could you tell me exactly what happened?"
We tell her about the events that lead up to us bring the boy to the hospital. About the mans abuse, the punching, all of it, we left out the part where Christian beat the man up, she listens to our whole story.
"I see," she says once we have finished, " Well according to our records this child is in foster care and he has no other family, they all died before he was born and his mother died in a car accident."
I gasp at this, the poor little boy has already been through so much in such a short amount of time. Christian beside me is frozen like a statue at the words that the social worker just said.
"What's his name?" I ask.
"Theodore Ray" she says.
Theodores POV
I cold and very hungry my tummy rumbles and I no like the feeling. My eyes is heavy to open. They finally open for me, the white light hurts them, I blink till no more hurt. I hear a nice voice that says
"Christian look I think he is waking up."
The voice is so nice to my ears not mean like the bad mans. I struggle to look to the side of where I laying cause my head is also heavy.
In a very bright light stand two beautiful people a mans and a girls. The lady has a big smile on her face the man does to.
They must be my guardian angels, I let the blackness take over my eyes again.
OKAY so what did you all think? Did you like Teddy's POV?
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