Jerry had went home to his family and Amanda, Bobby, and Angel had been in the living room since he'd left.
"So do you like it here?" Bobby asked, stroking Amanda's hair as she laid beside him.
She nodded tiredly; barely able to keep her eyes open. "I love it here, Bobby." She said. "I want to stay here forever."
"I don't know about forever now," Angel played, as Amanda laughed.
Bobby silently watched Amanda fall to sleep in his arms; she was like a small child; beautiful and fragile. He picked her up gently and walked up the stairs, into Evelyn's room and placed her down. Angel stood in the doorway, watching him. He pulled the covers over her and smiled, walking away.
He looked back wondering how anyone could possibly hurt her. An angel? Such a beautiful face doesn't deserved to be bruised, or cut, or scarred. He got a little angry just thinking about it.
He passed Angel as he closed the door to the room and made his way downstairs. "What about her dad?" Angel asked, crossing his arms over his chest. He was a bit worried about it -- what if he came and took her?
"I don't know. He should go to jail, but she never even said anything to them. They know it, but can't prove a goddamn thing. I don't think he was told where she was going, all that bastard had to do was sign those forms.. And it was done with."
Angel nodded. "We'll have to be careful with her."
"Well, no duh.." Bobby chuckled. "Dumb ass."
"Yeah, shut up, punk." Angel chuckled and looked back to the television.
It had been a great night. They had gotten to know each other better, they had a few laughs, played a few games.. Bobby smiled -- it seemed like Amanda was actually able to act like a kid again. She was laughing, she was smiling.. Oh, they even found out she was ticklish. It had only been a day since she came home, and they were already acting like a lifetime family; a perfect family.
Bobby sat on the couch, his eyes wandering off into oblivion. The voice from the television caught his attention. The reported was talking about another shoot out and a robbery. He sighed, this place was never going to get better.. Even though he wanted it to. He would make this place as good for Amanda as he could. He'd make sure of it. His eyelids were getting heavy and he slowly fell asleep on the couch.
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"Bobby!" Amanda poked at him, sitting in front of the couch. It was about 4 in the morning.
Bobby opened his eyes to see Amanda's face tear streaked and red. He blinked and pushed himself up. "Baby, what's wrong?" He asked, pulling her closer.
"..I'm sorry," she whispered, closing her eyes. "I-I just had a nightmare." She said.
"No.. No, it's okay, Amanda." He rubbed his eyes and hugged her, letting her lay against him. He stroked her hair and wiped the lingering tears from her cheeks. "Do you want to talk about it?"
She shook her head and burrowed her head into his chest.
He sighed, he thought he knew what it was about already. "..It's okay, Amanda. No one will ever hurt you again. I promise you that."
She sniffled. "I'm glad you found me, Bobby." She whispered. "I would of died if you didn't.."
He rubbed her back soothingly. "Don't worry, Amanda.. You're with us now." He kissed her forehead.
She nodded and slowly fell to sleep beside him, holding onto his shirt in her clenched fists. He pulled a blanket from over the couch and placed it on top of her, wrapping an arm around her. He wanted her to feel safe here, he wanted her to be a kid again. She didn't have to worry about anything -- she would be just fine.
I know this is a little short, but.. It'll get longer as it progresses. Thanks for the reviews everybody! I really appreciate it!