New Beginnings

Chapter 4

I go downstairs licking my lips. She made waffles! And bacon but most importantly, WAFFLES!

They big too, I see a waffle maker on the counter, oh, Marisol can make stuff from scratch?

I sit down grabbing the syrup. "Can I use this?" She nods sitting across from me.

I use a lot smiling at my plate she hands me whipped cream eating her food. Maybe this here is poisoned?

Maybe she just wanted to get me to her house and poison me herself?

I put my fork down backing up my chair, I'm not dying like this!

Marisol looks up staring at me with her huge eyes. "Is something wrong? You don't like it?" I shake my head staring at her.

She grabs my plate taking it to the kitchen sighing. "Isaiah I didn't do anything to your food" I raise my eyebrow. Now she's a mind reader man.

That's called a guilty conscience! I'm really smart I just saved my life. Marisol runs her hand through her hair.

"Do you want me to eat it?" She looks at me and pushes her chair in. "You don't trust me or the food I gave you but if you want go head"

Marisol disappears into a different room sounding sad. Dang I didn't mean to hurt her feelings or anything I was just looking out for my health.

I taste the waffles and grin. She's gifted! I end up eating my food hella fast getting a stomach ache.

That's the only pain I got from her food...wow I need to dial it down.

"Marisol?" I look for her room or at least her not getting a response. I knock on a door but it opens slowly.

That stuff happens in movies where you die!! "Marisol are you in here??" I hear a bed shift and I poke my head in seeing her.

Phew, I thought I was gonna have to run. "Hi Isaiah" I fully walk in sitting on her bed. "I'm sorry about being disrespectful"

She nods rubbing her arms. "I know you've had a really hard past and that Chicago isn't good for you because of what the adults put you through"

I nod finally feeling someone cares, Besides Ms. Taylor of course.

I lay on her chest feeling joyful, amongst other things. "Marisol do you have a sister?"

She looks shocked but nods. "I have a twin" I smile to myself. That's good, I like twins. They're sort of nicer.

Marisol pulls the covers up rubbing my back. "Her name is Maria, she comes here sometimes to house sit and because she doesn't like being at her apartment alone"

I feel sleepy nodding. "Can she come over soon?" Look at me warming up to adults. Maybe it's because she's twenty one.

Marisol smiles and nods I accidentally rub my face on her breast but just lay back down. I haven't felt this comfortable laying down in my life!

Next thing I know she's sleeping, holding me tight as if I'm her own!

I might as well go to bed myself I got sleep to sleep.