Nick's POV
I drove home and every time, I'd glance to the backseat and look at Clark. And in the multiple times, I did, he was either looking down at the car's carpet or out the window, lost in his own thoughts. We had a week before Melinda would check on him and we just hoped that he would like us.
I pulled into the driveway and we got out. We looked back to make sure Clark was following; he was. We went inside and once he was in, I closed the door. "Well this is where we live." I said, thinking that was a good place to start. Clark looked around, but he didn't move from his current spot. "We can show you around." Clark nodded and followed us.
We went through the entire house. The living room, the kitchen, the dining room—which we only use on holidays, the basement, the bathrooms—so he knew where they were, our bedroom, and then we opened a door, which was right across from ours. "This is your room."
Jeff and I watched as Clark took a few steps into the room and looked around. The walls were blue and there was a twin bed, with dark blue sheets and pillows, then there was a desk in the corner of the room and right next to his bed was a drawer.
He then looked back, it looked like he wanted to know if it was okay to go in and such. "Go head. It's your room." Jeff said and Clark walked over and sat on the bed. Jeff then handed me the suitcase—I thought it was strange he only had one small suitcase—and then I put it next to his bed.
"Do you like blue?" I asked and he nodded. Okay, at least that was something. "Do you want to put your stuff in drawers?" I asked and he didn't respond. "I could help—"
"I don't know where I am supposed to put things." He said, the first time we heard his voice. I went over and opened the suitcase and the only thing in there was clothes so I went over to the empty closet and opened it. "You can your clothes in the closet, in your drawer, or both."
"We'll leave you alone for a minute, okay? We'll be back." I said and then Jeff followed me downstairs. "You got the—"
"Nick, I showed it to you this morning. You thought it was great." Jeff stated.
"Right, sorry, anyways, I was thinking we get pizza for dinner." I stated and Jeff nodded in agreement, I figured everyone pretty much likes pizza and we could ask what Clark liked and get that. "Let's see what kind he wants." Jeff follows me upstairs and we watched Clark as folded his clothes and putting them in the drawers. I guess he liked to be organized.
He saw us and then stopped. I walked in and then sat on the edge of his bed. "So we were thinking about getting pizza for dinner and we wanted to know what kind you liked." I said.
"What's that?" He asked—and I looked to Jeff, he didn't know what pizza was? "Is it good?" He asked and I nodded. "We'll get a few different ones, so we can see what you like better." Clark nods and I went to order a few and they came twenty minutes later.
I then sent Jeff upstairs to grab Clark.
Jeff's POV
As Nick got the kitchen and dinner in order, I went upstairs to get Clark. I walked in his room and he looked at me. "Dinner's here." I said and Clark just sat there.
"Where is it?"
"In the kitchen." I said, I wondered where he thought it would be.
"I can eat downstairs?" Clark asked and I nodded slowly, I didn't know where he thought he was going to eat. I guess maybe with his mom, he ate in his room, but I don't know if we'd let him down that, unless he was sick. Clark followed me downstairs and stood in the doorway.
"Hey, come and sit down." Nick told him and he slowly walked in and then sat in the middle chair. "Okay Clark, we got a few different kind of pizza." Nick started off by saying.
"What is pizza—what's in it?" Clark asked, I really would like to know why he hasn't at least heard of pizza. But I guess not. Maybe his mom just always cooked for him and pizza wasn't one of those things.
"Well it's bread, cheese, and tomato sauce." Nick said.
"But you can put other stuff on it too." I added. "Come here, I'll show you the kinds we got." Clark hesitated, but then got up and looked. "We have just plain cheese, pepperoni, sausage, and my personal favorite pepperoni and black olives." I told him, Nick hated olives.
"Which one can I eat?" He asked.
"Whichever and as much as you want." I said and then we both turned to Nick, who nodded. He pointed to a box and handed him a piece of pepperoni pizza. I then got Nick a slice of the same kind and then got myself a slice of my favorite.
"What do you want to drink?" Nick asked Clark. "We have apple juice, grape juice, orange juice, lemonade, milk, and water." He had gotten a few different juices last night because we didn't know which he would like and wouldn't like.
"Which am I allowed to have?" Clark asked.
"Whichever you want." I said.
"I-I like grape." He said, and then I got up and got him a glass of red grape juice. We then started to eat and we watched as Clark smelled the pizza and then took a bite and the look on his face—it was hard to describe, but I could tell he liked it.
"What do you think?" Nick asked.
"This is good." He said and it didn't take long for him to finish it. Once he finished it, he just laid there, he looked back at the boxes, but didn't say anything.
"You can have more if you want." I said.
"Trust me, we bought enough." Nick said and laughed a little.
"Wanna try my favorite?" I asked and he nodded and I got him a slice and took an olive from the slice.
"They look like bugs." He said and Nick and I laughed.
"I know and I will never understand why he likes them so much." Nick said to Clark.
"Just eat one." I told him. "You might like it." I said and I was expecting him not eat it, but he did.
"I like it." Clark said and gave Nick one of those looks. This means, I might convince him to buy those cans of black olives.
Clark's POV
It was around 9 P.M. and I got ready for bed. I sat on my bed and looked around the room. I didn't know what to do other than sit here. I didn't want to do something wrong and get in trouble.
Then Nick and Jeff came into my room.
"Hey Clark, you ready for bed?" Nick asked and I nodded and got under the covers. "Listen, we have something for you." He said, was this something good or bad? Jeff then put a bag on the bed, it's like those kind you see next to the ribbons and birthday cards in the stores. I looked at it and looked up at them, for me? Could I see what's inside it?
"Go head." Jeff said. I reached my hand in and felt something soft. I grabbed whatever it was that was in there and held it. It was a bear, they got a teddy bear. I looked at them, did they really get me this? But for how long?
"It's yours." Jeff said.
"For how long?" I asked. "When do I give it back?"
"It's yours, Clark. You don't have to give it back." Nick said, wow, nobody has ever given me something that was mine to keep. I put the bear down next to me.
"Thank you." I said.
"Your welcome." Jeff said. "Well, you get some sleep, okay?" I nodded and got under the covers, then I watched as Jeff put them over me. It was nice.
"Goodnight Clark." Nick said. And then Jeff repeated the same thing.
"Goodnight." I said. And they left the room and turned the light out. Once they were gone, I held the teddy bear and then hugged it. It was the nicest thing someone has ever given me. I cuddled with the bear as I laid on my bed and closed my eyes; then I fell asleep.
New chapter! Yay! I started this last night, but my computer died, so it's up now instead. :)
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