I will do anything

6

Tristan's POV

I woke up to something hitting the floor it was loud and wasnt from far away

"fuck hell OW!" it sounded like Mr Rogers i got out of the bed and go to the door it was unlocked i look around and see a room at the end of the hall the door was open i look towards the frount door of the house then back to the room at the end of the hall before walking towards it seeing Mr Rogers getting up of the floor he had a towle around his waist he must of just got out the shower. i tried to walk away before he could see me what is he hurt me or worse kill me "kid come here" he says and i walk into the room scares for my life

"i-i didnt mean to em" i didnt know what to say or what to do he gestures me over to him and i do just that walk over to him

"you did it again you didnt run away" he says as he looks down at me

"y-you sounded hurt" i say and he looks at me confused "i hear you say ow s-so i wanted to see i-if you was o-okay" i say and he sighs

"your cute you know kid" he says as i look up at him "go get dressed kid werr going out" he says i nod and go back to the room the words he said linger in im mind

Your cute you know kid

I throw some clothes on i didnt know what to do then i remember it must be monday a school day i wondered if my parents cared where i was if my school questioned it and if my friends did or even my teachers

"kid?" Mr Rogers says as he walks in my room i stand up and walk over to him "were going to my work okay" he says i nod and follow him out the house and to his car "amma have to put this bag on your head kid" he says i look over at him

"o-okay Mr Rogers" i say before he places the fabric bag over my head he did it very gentle and softly.

Mr Rogers POV

He was so precious he didnt run away when he could instead he came to see if i was okay. I couldn't help but smile towards the cute kid

"hey kid how old are you?" i ask

"i-i am s-sixteen" he says softly i couldn't help but smile once again

I will look after you kid