Unexpected Love

Chapter 2

*a month later*

Lately my mommy hasn't been feeling good. She's been puking up a lot of blood and Zach is always here. It's scaring me. "Zach is mommy okay?" I asked as my mommy was puking up blood in the sink. "Go up stairs josh" he said. I frowned. He's never been that mean to me before. An hour later I heard doors slamming and weird beeping noises out side. Zach came up stairs and picked me up. "I'm sorry buddy. I didn't mean to make you cry. It's just your mommy is very sick. She doesn't want you around her while she's sick which is why I'm gonna be here with you for a while" he said. I looked down as tears fell from my cheeks. He whipped them away. "Is she dying?" I asked him. He didn't say anything for a while. "Well I wouldn't say that" he said. "Then what's wrong?" I asked. "She's just really sick" he said. "Oh... so like your mommy when she went to North Dakota?" I asked him. "Yes but my mommy passed away" he said. "Passed away?" I asked. "She umm... died" he said as some tears fell from his cheeks. I whipped them away and hugged him. "I bet you miss her don't you?" I asked him. "Very much" he said. Poor zachy! he doesn't have a mommy that makes him cookies and milk for him! "Can you put me down?" I asked him. He put me down. I ran down stairs. "Josh where are you going?" he asked and walked behind me. i climbed onto a chair and got a cookie and poured him some milk. "Making you milk and a cookie since you don't have a mommy who makes you cookies and milk" I said handing him the milk and cookie. "Josh, I'm lactose intolerant" he said and put the milk in the cold thingy that keeps the food cold and he put the cookie back. "What does lactated insolee mean?" I asked him. "Lactose intolerant. It means I can't drink milk" he said. "How do you live?!" I asked him. "I drink other things besides for milk" he said picking me up. "Oh. Like what?" I asked him. "Orange juice, water, pop" he said. "But milk is health" I said. "Yes it is but I can't have it" he said and put me in my bed. "Can you go to sweep wit me?" I asked him tiredly. He looked at the wall for a moment then turned "I have to go clean up and I'll be right back okay?". "Okay" I said and cuddled into my green power ranger blanket. About 30 minutes later he came back and got into my bed with me. "How old are you Zachy?" I asked him. "I'm 15, how old are you?" he asked me. "I'm 4 years old!" I said excitedly. He smiled and kissed my forehead "good night josh". "Good night Zachy!" I said and cuddled into him. He put his arm around me to make me feel safe and in an instant I fell asleep.