Winter's POV
After awhile, they went outside the brown doors. I could hear muffled noises on the other side from the two men. "Well, we are going and have to put them in the system." A different voice came in. The voice sounds like it could be from a female; It was high pitched and bubbly.
There was some more noises, then the door creaked open. When the older men walked in, there was a tall---but shorter then Mike and Chris--- dark skinned women, with a pair of glasses. She wore A dress shirt, tight skirt the fell a little above her knees and a blazer on. She had a face full of make and brown eyes.
She looked like she could be in her late twenties, early thirties. She also looked like she could be one of the women my 'father' would bring over when my 'mother' wasn't home.
"Good day children, my name is Karen Smith, I will be responsible for getting you into a home that will be safe and health for you boys." she introduced herself. I looked up at her with a death glare. She matched the glare with a small smirk.
"Rest up, you have a big day tomorrow." She said and left the room. The older men took us to another place. It was a big house. When we got in there were eyes on us. "This is were you'll be staying until we get a home for you." Chris said and then they left.
I looked around the place and saw many other small children. Karen walked over to u and showed us to a room the have a bed, dresser, and nightstand. She gave us clothes and told us that dinner was almost done.
After she left, I looked on the clock on the stand only to see that it is 6:38pm. I guess the questioning took longer that I thought. I took the clothes and lift up Zayn in my arms. I walked over to the bathroom and set him on the sink.
I filled the tub with warm water and some bubbles. As I was waiting for the tub to be filled, I undressed Zayn and held him in my arms. When the tub was filled, I checked to make sure it was good and I placed him in still holding on to him. he started to splash in the water getting me wet in the process.
I cupped some of the soap filled water in my hands and used it to wash his body that wasn't under the water. As I slowly washed his water he started to fall asleep in my arms.
"Hi bud can you stay awake for a little bit? After I'll get something for you to eat then you cam go to sleep ok?" I said in a soft voice to him. "ok.." He said back softly. I rinsed is body with water, dried him and dressed him.
I stepped out of the bathroom and placed him on the bed. I locked the bedroom door and when to have a shower my self.
As I was in the shower I started to think about how our lives were going to change. I hoped I wouldn't have Zayn taken or me. No; I wasn't going to let him be taken from me. I got out the shower and started drying myself. As I was drying, I looked at my wounds on my body and felt weird.
I don't know why, but I felt bad. Like I looked weird. I dressed and went to see Zayn sleeping on the bed. I went and got him and woke him up. I went down stairs with him in my arms. I saw the children and caretakers sitting at the table eat dinner. I was seated and all eyes were on me.
"Miss Karen, why do these boys have white hair?" A little girl asked. "That's because there old Lily." a older boy answered earning some snickers from the other kids. Karen didn't say any.
I growled at them and they shut up. Karen snapped her head in my direction as I growled. She started to lecture me and how I was being rude. I fed Zayn and left to go in to the room.
Tomorrow will be hell.
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