Adopted by Dan And Phil (DISCONTINUED)

Chapter one

Chapter one

Dan came with me to my room. I grabbed my duffle bag and ran around, stuffing the personal things in first. Dan was quietly going through my CDs. I had about ten CDs from all my favorite bands. I had two My Chemical Romance ones, one Fall Out Boy, two Linkin Park, two Skillet, one 5 Seconds of Summer, and two One Direction that someone got me as a joke.

"One Direction? No offense but you don't seem like someone who would listen to them." He said holding up 'Midnight Memories'. I shook my head, stuffing the very little clothing I had into the bag. "I don't. Someone got them for me as a joke." I said taking my CDs from him. I plopped them into the bag along with my iPod charger. I stuck one ear bud in and put on Thnks fr th mmrs by Fall Out Boy. I shoved the iPod in my back pocket and headed toward the door.

"Y-you coming?" I asked as I opened the door. Dan blinked in realization and nodded. I walked down the stairs while playing with my bracelets. I had three big ones on each wrist. The funny part was, if I didn't have a whole bunch of cuts on my forearms, I'd still wear them. I loved the ones I had bought. I had about twenty seven big ones and six smaller ones in total. Dan seemed to notice my interest in playing with them. "You like bracelets?" He asked and I simply nodded, not wanting to take this further.

When we got to the bottom of the stairs, Phil looked at my bracelets then behind me to look at Dan with a questioning look. I didn't look back to see dan's expression but I saw that Phil was confused by it. "You ready to go?" Phil asked and I nodded. Phil extended his hand for me to grab and I reluctantly grabbed it. We walked to the sidewalk and there was a cab waiting there. "Here I'll take your bag." Dan said grabbing it off my shoulder and putting it in the trunk.

I sat in the middle of Dan and Phil in the cab. "Don't worry. The house isn't that far from here." Phil said as I was starting to feel claustrophobic. He was right. Not only five minutes after he said that, we were at their house. My new home. Home is a strange word and feels different on my tongue so I say it. "Home." I say. I liked the sound of it. But home is where all the beatings happen.

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