I shot awake, breathing heavily and sweating. My vision was a little blurry at the moment, but I could just make out a figure standing at the foot of my bed.
"DON'T HURT ME DON'T HURT ME DON'T HURT ME!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. Then, the light turned on.
"Sunshine! Calm down, it's just me."
"Elle?" I asked, rolling over to check the time. It was 4:30 AM. Realizing what just happened, I gasped. "I need to call Kylie." I said.
"Kylie?" Elle asked. I frantically nodded and said, "Kylie. My old roommate back at college before I dropped out. That must've been a nightmare..."
"What?" Elle asked. I'm not sure what she was so shocked about, my nightmares are old news to her. I've had chronic nightmares for years. I've had them even before Elle took me in.
"No...Mom...I had a nightmare last night...Ken, our other roommate, she killed Kylie." I said.
"Oh, yeah, I get that, but why does Kylie need to know about it?" Elle asked. I sighed and said, "I know this may sound a little weird...but I have a weird gut feeling something is up with Ken."
"So you're saying that just because of a nightmare, you have a feeling Ken may be a murderer? Come on Sunshine, I love you, but come on. That's ridiculous." Elle said. I sighed, realizing Elle was probably right, and shook it off.
"I'm going back to bed."
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I was awoken at 7AM by my phone ringing. It was Elissa.
"Lissy?" I asked. All I heard was screaming and sobbing on the other end. Then, after around 2 minutes, a gunshot.
"LISSY!" I screamed, grabbing Elle's car keys from the counter and jumping into the driver's seat. Then it hit me as soon as I backed out of the driveway. This was the first time I was driving since I got in a car crash. But I didn't care about that right now, all I wanted or needed was for Elissa to be okay.
After about twenty minutes, I reached Elissa's apartment and started furiously banging on the front door. The door slowly creaked open, and I was greeted with the worst sight I could've asked for.
My biological father.
"WHAT THE HECK IS GOING ON?" I screamed. I looked around for Acadia, I was praying she was okay. In the middle of my search, I felt a tiny six-year-old hug my legs.
"Oh my God, Acadia, thank God you're okay!" I screeched, picking my niece up. I turned to her and said, "Where's your mother?"
Acadia started crying. I knew this wasn't good news. I quickly turned around to see my sister lifeless on the floor.
Elissa was dead. And her daughter was orphaned.
I was getting angrier and angrier at everything my father had did to me and the people I loved. The abuse, forcing Elissa to run away when she was 15, trying to kidnap me and take me back, escaping from jail, getting Elle and I in a car crash, and killing Astrid and now Elissa.
"WHAT THE HECK WAS THAT FOR?" I screamed for no reason.
My dad turned to me with a sinister smile. "Catherine Elizabeth Reeve." The name, God, the name. It's been 18 years, can't he see that my name isn't Catherine and never will be?
"Just so you know, Thomas, I'm 18 and you don't have any legal hold on me and can't have any legal hold on me even if you wanted to. You've made my life miserable since the very beginning! Why I'm still even calling you my father sometimes, I don't know! And thanks to you, I only got unconditional love and support from my parents when I was twelve years old, almost thirteen! Now thanks to what you've done, you have ONLY ONE CHILD out of the four you had originally! Is that what you wanted? I got adopted, Elissa ran away and is now dead, poor Patrick was brainwashed into being just as much of a monster as you are, and your youngest daughter got taken away by CPS! I'm done with you. I should've done this years ago." I said.
I pulled out my phone and then called 911 on my own biological father. Paramedics were here in an instant, and I texted Elle and told her what happened.
"Mom?" I asked when I felt a hand on my shoulder.
"Sunshine...what?" Elle asked, just as confused as I am. A paramedic walked up to me and said, "Hello, are you Catlynn McLemore? Aunt of Acadia Reeve?"
"Yeah?" I asked. The paramedic cleared her throat and said, "Catlynn, your sister is dead." I started crying and Elle kissed my head. The only person in my biological family who supported me is gone, and I'll never see her again.
"And what about Acadia? What's going to happen to her?" I asked.
"Catlynn, you're the next of kin. If you were 21, you'd have parental rights over her." the paramedic said.
"I...I don't know what to say...I don't want to see Acadia in the foster system-"
"I'll take her." said a voice from the door.
"Katie?" Elle and I said at the same time. Acadia lit up and ran to Katie.
"Yeah, what's so shocking? I've wanted to adopt a daughter of my own ever since Cat came to us." Katie said.
One of the many police officers that were crowded in Elissa's apartment came over to Katie and asked her a few questions. I sighed and then Katie said, "Well, Sunshine, you have a new cousin!"
"Katie, I'm still gonna consider her my niece, she's biologically related to me." I said. I knelt down next to Acadia and said, "You have a new mama now, huh? I know how that feels. Being traumatized at such a young age and then having to adjust to a new environment, I know, it sucks. But, I wouldn't trade the almost seven years I've spent with these people for the world. So, Acadia Ladner, welcome to my chaotic, crazy family."
"Auntie Cat!" Acadia screeched. I laughed and picked Acadia up, then looked to Elissa's body.
"I really am going to miss her. I remember being ten and not knowing if I would see her again. And now, eight years later, I have my answer." I said, walking out of the apartment with Acadia on my hip.
AN: Prior to publishing this, only 2 people knew the plan. Shocker, huh? I usually tell a bunch of people my evil plans. Hope you enjoyed and catch ya later!
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