Forgive Me If I Stutter
He's curled into a small ball that's painful to even look at. As Christian shines a light in, I see the blood on Lucian's head and his shirt. He squints up at me. I see tears running down his face and his chest is heaving. His eyes are wild, afraid.
"Lucian, it's me. It's me. It's okay." I pull him up, and he wraps his arms around me. He sobs into my shoulder.
"It's okay, I've found you." I say. I hold him with both of my arms. He's shaking. My hands flit over every part of him I can reach to make sure he's alright for the moment. I know we need to get him cleaned up.
"What if you don't find me next time?" He asks, when the hiccups stop, "What if I'm lost forever?"