Adopted By Sleeping With Sirens

Chp.3

Marisol

Once we arrived at his enormous house, we walked inside and he put his arm around my shoulder, giving me a side hug again saying, "You'll eventually get used of us but we are all happy to have you." He was touching the bruise on my shoulder, my back still ached, and his head resting on mine, Kellin had touched my cut. I flinched instantly. "I'm sorry. You okay? I didn't hurt you sweetie did I?" he asked giggling and smiling. I didn't smile I just looked away and down to my vans. "I'm guessing you aren't okay but I don't want to push you. We will talk about this inside. Inside our home okay?" he said and I nodded. I just followed him to the porch and watched as he unlocked the door with my second bag hanging around his shoulder.

He opened the door for me like a gentleman and closed it after I walked in. I looked at Kellin and he looked at me with wide eyes as he bit his bottom lip. I am a type of person to look away once I make eye contact because I'm not good at looking at people, so I looked away. "Hey whats on your face?" He asked and I froze. He turned my face towards him. He put his hand on my cheek where I was punched and I squeezed my eyes shut and tried to hold back tears. If I didn't tell or show him my face, I was scared he'd take me back to Dara. "Who did this?" He said with a bit of anger in his voice. "I don't know" I mumbled with a shaky voice and without him saying anything, he moved his hair out of his face and shook his head. I couldn't tell if he was upset in me not telling. Watch, I'd probably be brought back to the orphanage. Sooner or later I will.

Feeling nervousness and anxiety take over, I followed Kellin into the big kitchen and dining room. "We're home!" Kellin announced loudly, scaring me and causing me to jump. "I'm sorry about that. Get used to hearing my annoying ass yell all the time!" He said setting my bag down. I smiled. "Hey Kellin—Oh this is her?" Another guy said. I knew exactly who he was. Kellin nodded "Justin! This is Marisol Fuentes, now Quinn." He said. "Hey I am Justin. Nice to meet you. So you're now Kellin's oldest girl. That's cute." I let it all sink in quickly. Justin raised an eyebrow immediately, "Fuentes? Like the ptv boys?" He asked Kellin and he shook his shoulders. "I dont know but the lady said they have no relation. She denied me seeing her paperwork. That's illegal right?" he asked. Justin began to snicker and gave Kellin a funny look. "You seriously asked her if she was related to Vic and Mike? That's a bit fucked Kellin, but kind of odd she denied that for you. Later on, we could go back if you want," and they both laughed. Justin mouthed something to kellin. Wait are they friends with pierce the veil....

They began talking as I decided to look around the house. But they talked as if I wasn't there. "Are you sure?" Gabe asked. "She does look a little like Vic and Mike" a guy said walking past me, and to the kitchen. I turned and smiled to the guy that just walked in. Familiar face and all, Gabe. "I dont know maybe they should come meet our new friend around here." Justin said. "My daughter. The new family friend. I'm already her favorite, ain't that right Marisol" Kellin asked with his arms wrapped around me from the back. The attention was on me and I sadly couldn't help but hiss in pain. I pulled away right away. The bruises. The pain. My head. I crunched my body up a little and bent over like I was going to puke. "Are you okay Marie? Seriously are you okay?" Kellin asked. "Hey whats wrong?" Justin asked accidentally slamming his cup on the counter. Gabe and Justin looked at Kellin with worried looks. "N-nothing. It's nothing. I am just sore, everywhere" I lied but not really, my body did hurt but but Kellin didn't take it. "Tell me now Marisol" he said.

"Where's the bathroom?" I said changing the subject and Kellin slowly placed his hand on my back and led me to the bathroom. I went inside and Kellin followed me. What the fuck? Dude privacy? My eyes went wide. "So if I was to use the bathroom, you'd walk right in? Nice going" I snapped feeling impatient. Without realizing, he took my sweatshirt off. I was super uncomfortable but then again, I wore a muscle shirt tank top under. His eyes went small to big. At first, I was really uncomfortable but he was only caring.