G/T One Shots

𝕆𝕣𝕡𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕒𝕘𝕖

Words: 2500

Soft, Comfort

Published: 12/03/2021

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I had been in that orphanage for two years now, every day in the same corner, in the same position, and with the same gaze. I hated that life, I really hated it, but just thinking that to change it I had to be adopted by one of... them, I preferred to stay there.

I looked at the little teddy bear in my hands with lost eyes. The only memory left of my parents. They gave it to me when I was 7 before I was sent here, in this world of giants.

The Earth was now dying and the only hope for humans to survive was to come here, even if the cost of the journey was very high. So my parents sent me alone, they had no money and they promised me that they would arrive too soon, but my hopes were now non-existent, it had been too long.

I missed having them close to me, I would have liked to go back to them and live my life with my family. However, I knew it was impossible, the thought that maybe they were even dead always made me sick.

I was lost in my thoughts when I felt watched. I looked up from Ricky, my teddy bear, and met two large blue eyes, so clear they looked like water in a stream. Immediately, when I realized that those eyes belonged to a giant, I froze.

I was there for two years, the orphanage for children like me was like a pet shop, we were all day in a big room full of games and things to pass the time. The room was almost completely made of glass, the giants came into the corridor where the glass overlooked and watched the children play. They would take away who they preferred.

I always thought that giants didn't treat us as people, but as animals; or worse, toys. That's why I was afraid of them, the thought that one of them could easily do anything to me made my skin crawl.

And that's why I didn't want to be adopted, I would have stayed there until I could and then go away and live my life alone. With my efforts, I would have been able to buy the trip for my parents and we would have lived a happy life.

I was too young to know that those dreams were unattainable, to understand that sooner or later I would have been adopted. And it happened that very day.

I jerked my gaze down at the bear and curled up as much as possible. Usually, nobody noticed me, the giants preferred lively children and above all younger than me. Who couldn't resist a little five-year-old boy who smiled and greeted you from beyond the glass?

I had seen so many leave over the years, we were only about fifteen now.

I better metabolized the look that woman had given me. She almost seemed to express curiosity and... compassion. No, I must have seen wrong, giants don't feel compassion. They deceive you, they play with you and do what they want to you.

I roused myself from my thoughts when Rose, the human woman who mainly cared for us, walked in from the front door to the room. She let her gaze wander around the room for a moment. She laid her eyes on me and gave me a small smile.

I tried to reciprocate as best I could as she approached me. "Angelica, the mistress wants to talk to you," she said simply extending a hand. Oh no, what did I do? The mistress was the giantess who ran the orphanage. I was afraid of her even though I had seen her very few times. Her face was hard and serious and she didn't seem to feel any kind of emotion, or maybe I was exaggerating slightly.

I got up, not having the courage to ask for explanations, and followed Rose in silence under the amazed and confused gaze of some children. We walked down a corridor until we came to a door. Rose stopped and crouched in front of me.