Author's note I have Autism so bear with me ok. There is going to be some elements of fantasy in here some surprises here and there. Hope you enjoy my story.
Chapter 2
One day as I was walking home I noticed a young man curled up in a ball on my driveway, getting drenched as it was raining. When I ran up to him he looked up at me and whimpered at me. Hey there I said gently are you ok? He didn't answer and kept looking at me with fear in his grey eyes. I reached down and took him by the hand and brought him inside. After bringing him inside and drying him with a towel I finally got a good look at him. He had a blue streak across one of his eyes and he had a brown Mohawk. He was wearing a blue chainmail shirt with blue biker pants with zippers.
What's your name I asked, T-T Thorne he stammered my name is Thorne. Well nice to meet you I replied with a smile. After that, I asked him if he was hungry then warmed up some soup in the microwave then served him a bowl. After looking at me he went to my small table and sat on a chair and started eating. While he was eating I set up a spot in one of my spare bedrooms, there were five bedrooms upstairs, so that he could get some sleep. I was worried about him so I went onto my computer while he was still eating to see if anybody was looking for him. Sadly nothing popped up so I realized that I was stuck caring for him. With a sigh I turned my computer off then went back to where Thorne was eating. Seeing that he was finished I took his bowl and spoon and took them to the kitchen sink to put them into the dishwasher later. Once I came back I noticed that he looked a bit uncomfortable and before I could ask him what was wrong a bad smell filled the air. When Thorne saw me wrinkling my nose he ran off crying. Shocked, I went off after him and found him in my bedroom. What's the matter I asked? I'm very sorry Thorne whimpered, why I asked? I farted a bit and I thought that you would get mad he sniffed. I was taken aback at what he said and told him, why would I get mad at him everybody passes gas. After that Thorne looked at me and then told me his story. He said that he was found unconscious and was given into the care of a family. They were supposed to be kind and loving but they were not. They would yell at him if he farted even if it was a tiny one. Also he had an embarrassing problem, sometimes he would fart a lot after eating and so the family abused him whenever he farted. I was shocked once I heard that then something inside of me clicked. I was going to protect him at all costs. I pulled him into a hug and told him that I was going to care for him for as long as I could.