As Uncle Chris walked in. He saw me sobbing and he got down on his knees and wiped a tear off my eye.
"What's going on sweetheart?"
"My mom got killed in a car accident this morning....and I just don't know what to do...I don't wanna go home anymore. I'm not entering my house if my mom isn't there." I started sobbing more.
"Awww Hannah come here." He hugged me really tight has I kept crying.
"That's why I want to stay with you...I don't want to get depressed again."
"You've gotten depressed?"
"Yes I did." I said. "I got it this summer and a couple moths ago."
"Depression isn't good. Have you ever gotten sducidal?" He asked concerned.
"I've thought about it but never have. I knew it wasn't gonna do me any good."
"I'm glad you didn't, honey. I would've missed you and we would've never met up again."
I just sat there...couldn't stop thinking about everything. Now I have no parents. I don't know what to do. My step father is a asshole and just doesn't like me. Maybe Chris will adopt me? That would be nice.
(Later that evening)
"Hey Hannah how are you doing? He said.
"Ummm okay I guess."
"I'm here for you I promise." He gave me another hug and was gently rubbing my back.
"Now I have no parents is don't know what to do. I'm not going home." I started to cry again.
"Sweetie I was thinking of keeping you and letting you live with me!"
"Wait really?"
"Yes. I don't need your so call step father treating you like this. He ever did anything in front of me he would get a piece of my mind. Hannah you need me and I'm gonna do whatever I can for you." He smiled at me.
"Okay Uncle Chris that really means a lot. Thank you."
(At Chris's house)
I walked in to Chris's house and saw this huge photo on his wall. It was him and my father together. It must of been there last time together before he got into that car accident. Which made me think. I lost both of my parents in a car accident. Why is this happening to me??
"Hannah come upstairs and let me show you your room you'll be staying in."
"Okay I'm coming."
I walked in and it was painted blue nice and bright and it made me think of being at home with my mom.
"I think I might get ready for bed early Chris." I said.
"Okay sweetie. You doing okay?"
"Honestly right now I'm really not."
He walked up and gave me another hug. He gives the best hugs. Whenever he gave me a hug he made my heart full again.
"I'm here if you ever need anything. I'm just a room over."
"Okay thank you...I love you..."
"I love you too baby girl. Try and sleep and I'll make breakfast tomorrow morning"
"Okay good night"
"Night"
He shut my door and I laid down and rolled over and went fast asleep.
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Chris Young is my uncle
FanfictionI always think about Chris being my uncle. I know he isn't, but I always imagine what my life would be like with him. The story begins on how I find out. Please don't judge this is my first time writing.
