The Love of a Silent Star

My Tired Child

Chapter Ten

The Past

"Is this boy strong?" The man asks, grabbing the long hair blonde and pulling him foreword.

"I assure you sir, he is very strong, and he will last for a long time. Just for that he will cost an extra hundred."

"Hmmm…that's fine, he is very good looking any way. I'll take him."

"Good I've been meaning to get read of him, I'll go get the papers." The man stated as he got up leaving the room.

"From now on boy…you will call me daddy, understood?" 'Daddy' asked the blonde. All he got in reply was a blink of the eyes.

Riza's P.O.V

The Present

I finally got the family that I have always wanted. I have always loved children, and so I wanted some of my own. When Roy came into my life, I couldn't have asked for a better man. He was the man of my dreams. He gave me everything that I ever wanted, and he even wanted a family as well.

He gave me a beautiful boy that we decided to call Alphonse. We wanted more children but do to an accident I could no longer have any, which crushed me terribly. But Roy stood by me always there when I broke down. He was my guardian angel.

When I could finally hold myself up again we decided to adopt, and that was what we did.

Over the months of waiting, we were so excited. After all the waiting we got Edward. I was told that he had been caught with a drug-dealer, most likely abducted from off the street, so my heart went out to the little child.

Maybe if I had seen him, instead of just reading his file, I wouldn't have gotten him. If I had looked at his eyes and seen that he was not a normal child, maybe I would have adopted another child, but I did not.

I was terribly shocked when I found out that Edward was sleeping with my husband. I had known for some time that Edward had been sleeping with my son, but I never said anything about it. As for Roy, he admitted it openly when I confronted him about it, which hurt me more, and made me angry.

He had been with us awhile, and he took my husband and my only child from me, and I could do nothing about it. I began to hate him and resent what he was doing to my family. I had known about Russell's guardian for some time. She was elderly and wise, so after awhile I went to her for help.

I would talk with her for hours about my problems and she would listen intently to them, holding my hand all the while. We came up with plan to call the social services on Edward, because I knew that that child needed some help. I agreed with this and hoped that Edward would indeed get better. I left her house when she said she had to go and get some groceries for the family.

I came home and went into the kitchen to get some tea. After that was done I went to the living room in intention to relax and clear my thoughts. But what stopped me was Edward. He was sitting on the dark blue couch, his leg folded over the other. He had his hands placed on his lap, and his eyes were closed.

He looked to be asleep, but when I stepped on to the hard wood floor his eyes slowly opened and came in contact with mine. It was the first time I had seen him look so tired before but that quickly changed when he talked. His eyes turned dark and cold again.

"I hope your conversation went well." He says to me.

"Yes it…went well." I reply to him as I take a seat opposite of him.

"You cleared everything up? Released all your anger?"

"…" I can not reply to this. How could he know what I was doing today?

"Very good. You wish to have your husband back, am I right?"

"Yes." I reply cautiously.

"You stop talking to everyone about me and stop threatening about getting read of me and you can have him back. Basically that means keeping your mouth shut from now on."

"That's not enough…I…I want you gone, out of my life…out of this household."

He shakes his head at me, "No, that won't be done. Very well, I'll compromise, 25 of my profits will go to you and I will stop fucking your husband."

"That probably wouldn't matter; he is in love with you."

"No he is in love with the sex and the fact that I'm fresh to him."

"And what if I don't want to have him back?"

"That is entirely up to you, I don't care what you do as long as you keep you mouth shut. So do we have a deal?"

"We all decided to call the social services on you; you can't bribe me into not doing that."

"No I can't bribe you, but I can threaten you. I am giving you a very generous deal here, if you don't accept you just might find yourself in deeper shit than you are already."

"I don't believe I follow."

"I'm sure you don't, lets look at it from the polices point of view. Your husband and you adopt me; you call social services because I'm fucking grown-ups, it basically started with your husband, and guess what? You knew about this little…problem for some time now. How do you think that will make you look? Me," he puts his hand on his chest, "The poor little child being raped by abusive adults and not being able to defend myself." The words flow out of his mouth like he knew every word he was going to say next.

I place my cup of tea on the table beside me, thinking about what he has just told me.

"So…what do you have to say?"

"What kind of life have you known, to make you so bitter toward everyone, is it some sort of instinctive compulsion you have to hurt others?" I ask trying to figure the child out.

"Is it a deal?" He asks more forcibly.

"Very well, 25 and you stay away from my husband."

"Good, you will receive payment every Monday starting next week."

"I want you stop sleeping with Alphonse as well."

"Alphonse wants me willingly; I don't force him to have sex with me."

"You know that Russell's guardian knows about what we were going to do."

"That family has already been taken care of." He says to me as he gets up and walks to the door.

I stand at that moment, "What happened to your mother?" I ask suddenly.

He turns to me, "I don't have a mother."

"Who raised you? Your father?"

"I don't have a father."

"But…" I do not finish my sentence, for Edward has already left the room. I sit back down and close my eyes, covering my eyes with my hand. I keep seeing Edward's eyes and face in my mind. They were so tired and dull. A jab of sadness comes over me for the boy that I wanted to call my son. He was so empty inside and just once I wish he would let down his guard long enough for me to love him like a mother to her child.