The enraged man was confused when I placed itself on the right side of his head, one single world came out from Darkouls that changed the rooms." Hast!," the man dropped to his knees. Started crawling over to the woman, he buried his face into the woman's chest griping her arms. His body was shaking worse than a wet dog trying to dry off, the man's tone of voice change. " L-lori!, please don't let me go!". The look on the mothers face was a sense of accomplishment and fear, my mind drew a blank on what has caused the sudden change in the man. The man took a quick glance at me, our eyes met it felt like looking at a demonic serial killer. His grip suddenly tightens after our gaze, Darkouls " see kid!. You don't need to worry about anything". That was the first time in nine years, that someone stood up to my father and won. Marcus looked more of a corrupted savior than my friend, I've known Marcus for about a month, I had just got done with my part time job. The news told me that it was going to be around forty degrees for the high, as I got off the train station. I noticed a teenager with shredded clothes, his walk told several stories. His statue was made out of iron, the way he was laying down on the bench was very confusing. There was a bag at the end of his feet, the bag was very high end giving me the vibe of stuck up. I just assumed that he was just a runaway, I made my way over to where he was. Tapped him on his head,"um, excuse me', he lifted his head up. The scars on his neck right below his eyebrow, after seeing the scars on his face change my attitude about him. His voice was on edge " sorry is this your bench?", I started to chuckle. But I can tell by his face that he was serious, something told me that he never had a single soul care about him. I pulled out my phone and texted my mother "bringing home a friend, she replied"okay". Looked back at him " hey!, my name is Steve, my mother is making meatloaf. So if you're hungry we would gladly welcome you". He arose from the bench grabbing his bag " where do you live?", I took a couple of steps ahead and told him " just follow me". I was surprised that he went along with me as a total stranger but the same can go for me, we walked down the street. He whispered " my name is Marcus", for him being a bigger guy his footsteps are scary quiet. We passed house after house I've become very cautious of Marcus, as we got in front of the apartment complex, I took a look at Marcus. I live on the second floor", my steps became more shallow, we approached the same floor as my home.The tension in the air was talking to me, " don;t trust him!, he is a killer. You are nothing but a waste of space to him". I just ignored it,we got within twenty feet of my home my childhood friend popped around her door. She skipped her way over, " Steve what is your mother cooking for dinner?, my mother took another shift and I'm too lazy to cook anything". Marcus clinged to me after Elizabeth got close, I put the key into the key hole. My mother's shoes were in the shoe rack, Elizabeth placed her shoes inside the rack as well. Marcus face was confused kinda like a child at the mall for the first time,I explained it to Marcus. " Marcus you take your shoes off and place them on the rack", I realized that his shoes were drenched in rain water, the room was hit with an awful stench that hit us like a line backer. " It's okay to take a shower after dinner", I can tell that was the first time someone told him that. We made our way through the house, My mother was short of breath " welcome home sweaty, you brought a new friend". Her face had more makeup on than usual, I was the first one to take a seat at the dinner table, Elizabeth helped finish the meal. Marcus just stood there frozen in time the same way a possum plays dead, I made a gesture telling Marcus to take a seat. The motion of Marcus's hands started to make me nervous, I put my hand on his back. He jumped out of fear we locked eyes, his were like looking into a child that just got struck by the first time by his parents. His body didn't stop shaking,the words that came from his mouth hit me in the heart. " Please don't touch me!,I am not worthy of clean hands", his sentence filled my mind with suspension. He pulled away from me and noticed that there was a different coloration from his face than to his hand,before I could take a better look at him. Mother and Elizabeth came from the kitchen corner with the food. The pan that held the meatloaf started to fold under the pressure of the meatloaf, the pan was quickly placed in the center of the table. The plastic bowl that Elizabeth was holding placed it four inches away from the meatloaf, Mother went back into the kitchen for the utensils.Elizabeth place herself directly in front of the meatloaf, she looked at Marcus he finally stopped shaking due to the rain.Mom came back with four plates as well as serving tools, before we began to eat Elizabeth asked." Hey Steve's mom says the blessing this time?", she nodded her head. Elizabeth fist bumped the air out of excitement, all of us closed our eyes and held our hand together. I reached over to Marcus as well as my mother, Marcus flinched his reach and threw us for a loop. My mom looked at him " sweaty it's okay we are not going to hurt you", as he reached over both hands were shaking. That's when I realized, his body wasn't shaking due to the weather. His hands were covered in calluses, Elizabeth started the blessing. " Thank you God for giving us another day in this world, let this food support us while in this journal of life. Also Lord thank you for giving us the opportunity to meet Marcus, we welcome this person into our life with open arms.". Elizabeth continued with the blessing, Marcus's hands started to sweat.