Claimed at Birth : Slaughter House Book 1

11 & 13 "What's wrong Bonnie," his soft voice came echoing through the big empty entryway. "I'm not gonna tell you. "You'll get mad at me," He could hear the tears in her voice even though her back was to him. Moving closer and slowly tugging on her braid. "Come on SiSi, you got to tell me. You know I can never get mad at you, you're the ice to my fire," His words made her smile as they always had. But looking back up at the door she just watched her mother wa;k out of brought the tears back to her eyes. "I miss my Mommy." He could feel his face change and his lip curl up. He went to say something, but then her eyes met his, and, as always, his tiny teenage heart melted like silly putty in her hands. "I don't get it SiSi, she was just here," he averted his eyes from her caramel-colored face to her aurborn braid that he was fiddling with in his hand. "Why doesn't she ever take me with her? She always leaves me," The tears started running. "You can't go with her Si. You belong with me, remember? We are one half of a whole. There's no me without you Samika," his small voice broke as he said the words. He looked her way just in time to catch her looking his way. There eyes met, as they have done so many times before. But for some reason this time was different to the both of them. "You are my Bonnie, and one day I'll be King and you'll be my Queen," taking her small hand into his, pressing it to his lips. From the Mouth of Babes...