Living After Abortion (Adopted by Jennifer Lawrence Fanfic)

(2) Are We There Yet?

I paced back and forth on the hard wood floor. What is happening?

"Okay...yes....sure..." Laura says quietly into the phone.

"What is she saying!?" I whisper scream. The Jennifer Lawrence, just said to my face, well ear, that she wanted to adopt me. What?

Laura ignores me, her face lights up as she says, "Tomorrow?" She looks at me and smiles as she replies, "Thats perfect. "

***

I hear the clinking of metal forks against glass plates. I look up and see Laura and Jacob exchange glances.

"I'm really happy for you Maddie." Jacob says as he puts down his fork. "I know your going to love your new home." He smiles sadly.

"Thanks." I muttered back with a small smile. I'm glad I'm being adopted, honestly it's something I never thought would happen to me. I just don't understand why Jennifer Lawrence, award winning actress, would want to adopt somebody like, me.

"And don't worry, Jennifer will love you." Laura said, reading my mind, as she picked up the dirty dishes, ready to wash them.

I glance down at my plate and realize I barely even ate a small portion of the meal.

"Sorry..." I say as I hand her the plate, "I guess I wasn't hungry." To busy being shocked, I almost added then thought twice about it.

"That's understandable, say why don't you head off to bed and get a head start on sleep. You'll need your rest." Jacob smiled as he wiped the table clean.

I stood and walked to the hallway, hidden behind a corner.

I close my eyes as I lean against the wall.

***

I can't sleep. I know, right?

It's my last night here, I've already packed everything up in the Johnson's extra suitcase. I offered to send it back when I get settled in, but they said I could keep it.

I should be able to fall fast asleep, knowing I will get to start over. Knowing I'll be out of the foster system.

I check the digital clock that was beside the bed when I moved in 6 months ago.

3:27 a.m.

Great.

Not only will I be meeting my soon to be mother, but on top of it all, I will have terrible dark circles under my eyes.

Just what I needed.

I must of dozed of, because when I woke up, the Johnson's were in my room, saying that I needed to get ready. And it was still dark outside.

Minutes later I put on my newest jeans, a purple t-shirt, and my old tennis shoes.
Sadly to say, it's the nicest thing I own.

It's not like I need anything fancier, the only places I go are the therapist and school, which isn't in session, because summer break just started a week ago.

***

"Where are we going?" I ask, trying to contain my excitement.

"We're going to a small diner that Jennifer picked out for you to meet her at." Laura answered automatically.

I look out the window of the small suv, we pass restaurants, stores, gyms, practically anything you could think of.

Chicago. I've already lived here for six months, but it seemed like yesterday my social worker had just dropped me off.

I had just turned eleven a week before, and had already lived in seven other foster homes, and an orphanage until I reached the age of four.
I wasn't that scared of being transferred anymore. I used to be though, because of all the new schools, new towns, new people, but especially the new foster parents.

Being adopted was a whole different story.

***

Finally, after being in the car for an hour and thirty seven minutes, Jacob parks at a diner that looks like it's from the 60s.

"Table for four." Jacob tells the lady at the desk as he holds up four fingers.

"Ah. Yes, your friend has already shown up." She answers as she leads us through the maze of tables to a small booth in the very back of the restaurant.

I peek from behind Laura and see a woman, probably in her early twenties, with a hat and sunglasses on, even though we're inside.

"Hello nice to meet you," Jacob extends his hand, "My names Jacob Johnson, and this is my wife-"

"Laura Johnson."

Jennifer shakes both of their hands, while I stay hidden from behind Laura.

"Hey, Maddie." Jennifer looks over at me as I step out from behind my cover, then unexpectedly gives me a huge bear hug.

"Hi." I squeak out...what's wrong with me!?

We sit down at the booth. It's round, so I somehow ended up sitting across from Jennifer.

I look at the menu, but all I see is a jumble of words. I peek a look at Jennifer, who's staring at me.

OH MY GOSH. She's staring at me.
What do I do?

I instantly feel my face get hot and know that it's completely red. No matter how tan I am, my face will still turn as bright as a tomato when I'm embarrassed.

Somehow I find the courage to order water. Maybe that will help me not sound like a freaking mouse when I talk.

Our waitress comes back five minutes later and asks us what we want to order.

Jennifer orders a turkey and cheese sandwich with french fries on the side. The Johnson's order ham and cheese sandwiches, but I ordered pancakes.

Jennifer smiled when she caught my eye, but I ducked my head and started to pray.

***

"Right here...and here...and..that's it. We're done. " My social worker Christy said as the final adoption process was completed. She looked at me, then at Jennifer and said, "You two will make a great family."

She shed a tear, or two, and then hugged me.
Laura, Jacob, and Jennifer were all standing next to the table, and I was sitting in a chair, a few feet away.

More hugs came my way.

The next thing I knew, Jacob was putting my bag in Jennifer's car. Laura gave me another hug, as goes for Jacob, then they shut the door of Jennifer's car, and watched as she drove away, with me in.

"Oh, by the way," Jennifer says as the looks over at me and flashes her award winning smile, "You can call me Jen."

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