Baz's POV:

After I agreed with Ryan to split up and find Shy, I looked around. Thinking of all the different scenarios that could be happening to her, what she could be thinking of right now, and how terrified she must be.

I walked down an alleyway, seeing if I could find her down here...

I heard sniffling. I was hoping it was her but I had to remind myself that, there are people here ready to jump me at anytime, so I got prepared for anything.

It sounded as though there was crying on the other side of a large garbage bin. I'm hoping it was her but also waiting for a surprise attack. I turned the corner and...

It was her, thank god.

"Shy? What are you doing out here?" She responded with a jump. I guess she didn't realize I was here. I went down to her level. "Why did you leave? You got me really worried sick." I said in a firm tone.

She looked at me with glistening sad eyes, then looked down.

"Are... are you going to bring me back?"

I was confused at the question. "You mean, back home?"

She hid her face and shook her head, "no, I mean, back at the place."

It finally hit me and I got closer to her, "oh honey. No, of course I wouldn't."

She looks up, tears still in her eyes.

"I would never have the heart to do that."

She looks back down, crying harder.

I didnt want to make her feel worse by me doing this but I picked her up, I sat down, sliding my back against the wall, and I had her in my lap. She seems to be alright with me having her on my lap so far at least.

I heard footsteps, but I didn't care at the moment.

"*sniff* why did my parents not want me anymore?"

I feel like I should've cried right then and there, but I couldn't. Not with everything that is going on right now. I had to answer, but don't know the answer to that question. Who knows what they were thinking about when giving up a child.

"I... I don't know... but I'm here with you now... and I'm here to tell you how much I love you and how much I appreciate that you are a part of my life, and I will never give you up for anything."

I looked up at Ryan and he looked back at me. I can tell he knows I'm going through the hell of it.

He gestures that he'll be heading out to the car, probably knows we need space for a moment.

I held her for a long while before she had it all out. I was exhausted but it's good to know when you did alright when a child is exhausted as well, I guess.

I got up, holding her in my arms and I brought her to the car.

AN
At this rate, I don't have much of an excuse to this other than being tired and thinking about how to be an adult in life.

I always enjoyed storytelling, but as of right now, I kind of see it as a hobby.

Hopefully I can stop posting these every few months but hey, what else can I say other then "sorry for being lazy" lol.

But on a more serious note, I hope you guys have been doing well, I have been doing better. Honestly.