Adopted By The Hermits ON HOLD

RenDog (HERMITCRAFT)

R O S E
Abandoned at birth.
WARNING: WILL BE SAD!!
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The world is full of cruel people. I learned that the hard way. No one wants me. My so-called parents, that are supposed to love me, would rather dump me on the street.

I sighed. I have nothing. England is always cold and damp. I have a jacket, but it doesn't keep me warm. I live across the street from the park. I watch the kids run around, their parents never too far away.

I watched with longing.

I suddenly heard voices. And not in a good way. Sounded like there were 3 of them, yelling at another male getting cornered. They were yelling something along the lines of.. drugs? I couldn't be sure.

But when I saw one of the three take a knife out and hold it again against the cowering male's neck, I knew I couldn't just say on the side.

"Hey! Leave him alone!" In a flash, they looked at me including the male that was being threatened.

"Get lost. Go back to your mommy." I looked him right in the eye. "I don't have one." The guy stopped laughing real quick.

"If your going to kill him, you may as well kill me. I have nothing left and no one would miss me."

I looked at the three and they stared back. The one holding the knife, dropped it. "Whatever. Neither of you are worth our time."

The brunette ran to me. "Are you ok? Are you hurt at all?" I shook my head. "What's your name?"

I thought I could trust him. What have I got to loose?

"Rose." He smiled at me. "Rose. I like it." I looked down, shy.

"The name is Ren. Do you want me to walk you home?" He asked. Touching. Sweet. Kind. I shook my head and pointed at the alley where all my stuff, which wasn't a lot, sat. "Oh. You have no home." He said a sad look in his eye.

"I'll leave. I don't want to be a burden to you. You look like you have places to be." I told him and turned around.

"Maybe you would like to stay with me for a bit? There's going to be snow on the ground soon. What will you do then?" I stopped.

He did have a point. I turned around to him. "Only if I can help you in any way. I don't want to be there for free." I replied.

"Deal." He laughed a bit. "My car is over here."

We walked around the corner and my jaw dropped. "You drive a black Lexus?" He nodded and opened the passenger door for me.

"Thanks." He nodded again and got into the drivers seat. "You're so polite." I smiled at him. "I was brought up that way." I laughed a bit.

Soon, we got to a victorian style mansion on a cliff.

"You live here?" He looked at me and smiled. "Yeah. Cool right?" I nodded. "It's huge."

We walk in and the first thing I see is four doors on either side of the hall and a staircase in the middle of the hallway.

"So this is the living room," he pointed to the left door. "Then we have the kitchen," he pointed to the door on the same side as the living room.

"The parlor is across from the living room and the dining room is across from the kitchen."

I nodded. "Supply closets are right behind the stairs then the back door down the hallway. Upstairs, are two bathrooms, 3 bedrooms and my office where I mostly spend the entire day."

I nodded. "Any questions?" I thought about it. "Just one. Can I have a quick shower?" He laughed a little. "Sure ya can. I'll show you each room upstairs as we go and I'll grab some clothes for you to wear until those get washed. I'll leave them outside the door."

I nodded. Thanks.

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I open the bathroom door with a towel wrapped around me. I pick of the pile of clothes to see the note on top. I set the clothes on the counter and shut the door again.

The note read;
I'll be in my office when you get out. It's actually right across the hall from the bathroom.

So I walk across the hall and open the door in case he's on the phone or busy.

"Oh, hey. I gotta go. I have company over. Talk to you later Doc." He waited for a reply before hanging up and doing something with his pc.

"Hey. Are you hungry? I make some really good pancakes." I cocked my head to the side. "Pancakes at 9 at night?" I asked. He just laughed. "Half the time, I'm up till 3 am trying to record."

He stood up. "What exactly is it you do? You know. For a living?" He smiled at me. "A YouTube content creator. I am a Hermit they call us. I'm on a server with a bunch of really awesome people. HermitCraft."

I looked surprised. "On HermitCraft? I've watched Bdubs. Well, until I was kicked out of the orphanage for being too old."

He thought for a moment. "I might be able to get you onto HC and get you an office of your own." I looked at him. "You don't have to do that." He shook his head.

"It's the least I can do for you saving me." I thought for a moment.

"Could I maybe live here? With you? He smiled. "Consider it done bro." I smiled at that.