MINE [Mafia AU]

PART 2

|After a Month|

Yn pov

A month has already passed since
I joined the new college and I am not
regretting my decission of leaving
my foster family. Actually my parents
died in an accident when I was just
5. I was put in the adoption center
and no family adopted me they only
foster me for 4-5 months and send me
back to the adoption shelter.

Noone never adopted me because I was shy and very introverted not like other Kids my age. Who were hyper active and playful.I was always quite kid . I remember when I was about 11 a couple adopted me.

Since they can't have childern of their own. I never connected with them. I barely spoke to them.

After a month or two of adopting me they found the wife was pregent they were happy.

Now they didn't needed to raise a traumatic child .So they sent me back saying that something was wrong with my mental health.

I thought I finally had a family but I was wrong .I didn't spoke much to them .

But I was getting, the peace and comfortable there ,The attention I craved for years .I was loved there. I wanted stay away from the chaos of children screaming and crying .
wanted to stay with them.I didn't wanted to go back to that horrible place.

I knew none will adopt a teenager everyone wanted a kid whois 5 or smaller.Noone wanted a moody
teenager. Noone understood me that
I needed time to open up. After that
no family showed intrest to adopt me

I was tossed between foster homes.I
never got close to anyone .I was all
alone missing and wishing that if my
parents were alive .My life would be so much better. I knew I will never have a family.

My dream of having a lovingfamily was broken at a young age. Iwas saving up all the money I couldto move out of my last foster home
because I knew they would kicked me
out eventually.since I was turning 18
soon.

I got into good college on scholarship but the problem was where would I live and how will I live alone .

Only my college was free not my living expenses. I needed to take a part time job

.I Searched online and saw a vacancy for a waitress at a 5 star restaurant and applied hopping to get the job .

I applied to few other jobs too.I got the waitress job in the 5 star restaurant and I was very happy. The pay was not enough but something is better than nothing.

I still remember the day I moved out and rented a apartment it wasn't big and all luxury but not bad.

I took out the keys handed by the
owner to the apartment and opened
the door.

Taking my suitcases I entered the appartment it was covered in dust nothing like the photos I had seen of it before renting it out. It will need Alot cleaning I said to myself. It was almost 8 pm.

I won't lie it was quiet scary.I was all alone. I opened windows to let fresh air in .I switched on all the light as I was checking my phone to order food

I heard a small noise coming from the kitchen and I was ready to leave this house and run.

I took pepper spray from my bag and a cushion as a weapon. Really a cushion. was the cushion really enough to save my life. I was so stupid.

I am still stupid but was more stupid before.

As I was walking towards the kitchen. Ghosts aren't real... Ghosts aren't real..mumbling to myself.There was none in the kitchen .I sighed and sat on the dining chair catching my breath .