Chapter 8- Home
Damon~
I crouched down onto a knee and looked into his eyes, His amber shade stared right back at me like he had seen me before, like he recognized me. It felt like I was looking at a younger me, stripped away of all the pain and confusion, Innocent with an unsullied mind, I smiled as I stood up and stretched my hand forward, he hesitated for a second before letting go of her palm and holding unto mine, a smile curved my lips as I felt his soft tiny hands in my mine.
"Thank you," I said to the receptionist as I turned around and walked out of the building, he followed me in silence but stopped when we got to the SUV, he turned to look at me.
"Where are you taking me mister" He asked his tiny squeaky voice a pleasant delight to my ears, I leaned down to his level before I answered.
"Home Elliott, I'm taking you home".
"My mom said I shouldn't go anywhere with strangers" he replied, I raised a brow at his unexpected words.
"Really, then why did you follow me outside" I asked the smile on my lips growing.
"Because he trusts you" Elliott answered happily.
"Who is he?" I asked, slightly confused by his choice of words.
"My friend"
"Your imaginary friend?" I asked with a chuckle.