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It had been ten years since I had come to grave. I was sitting in my bed I claimed ten years ago playing with a small rat, smiling a bit.

I hadn't noticed Adeline behind me yet, I was still playing with the rat who seemed like the only friend who wasn't talking to me twenty four seven.

Adeline sits on the bed smiling, "Nadine, they're here." I turn my head before putting the rat in a little box.

"I'll visit you, Adeline. I promise." I turn towards her after closing the lid of the box. Adeline shakes her head, "Don't you dare. Just get away from here for good."

"I wouldn't have survived without you." I sit back on the bed a bit to face her more. I feel a bit of guilt rush through my body, I was going to miss my best friend. "He's yours now." I hand the box to her.

I hug Adeline tightly, before backing up and grabbing my stuff. "I'll miss you so much." I say, "I'll miss you even more." She gives me a smile. I begin my walk to the front, looking at the old hallways as I go.

At grave, I felt like I was in a prison. I'd spend every day of every year wishing that someone would come and adopt me. That they would look me in the eyes and choose me out of all the other children here.

That they'd want me just the way I was, even if I wasn't special. But no one had ever chosen me. No one had ever wanted me, or even noticed me.

I had always been invisible.

I started having flashbacks to Rigel being sick in his bed, thrashing around as Margaret tried to calm him down. I remember the times he would be rude to me and shove me off like I was dirt.

I remembered the times Margaret would lock me in the deepest part of the orphanage. She used my fears against me. I was locked in a large tank filled with water with only a small hole to breathe from.

As I walked closer to the people adopting me I gave them a small grin trying to look as friendly as I could. Even though the flashbacks I was having were making me want to scream and rip my hair out.

A woman with her hair pulled up gave me a smile, "So are you ready?" She asks. I nod, "Yes." I answer, all I could think about was getting out of this hell hole.

"I feel a bit afraid as well." She says as the man beside Margaret speaks, "Uh, do you want me to help you with your things?" He asks.

"Only one thing." I say before Margaret speaks up, "At Grace, we encourage all our children to share." She says eyeing me.

"Have you hurt yourself?" The man asks, "Oh! She has a little habit of making friends with animals." Margaret interrupts, "She's always covered in cuts."

"Well, Nadine. Please hold onto what you've learned. Order, respect, obedience." She says acting all 'innocent' as if she hasn't tortured me for ten years, "And don't forget this is a trial period. Your custody can be revoked." She adds.

"If you create problems, we'll come for you, and the adoption will be canceled." My eyes were anywhere but in her direction, I just wanted to get out of there.

"It'll all work out fine, I'm sure." The woman speaks up again. "Right, Shall we go out?" Margaret asks.

As we start to walk towards the exit we stop, hearing the sound of a piano. We all walk to the large area where we see a tall boy playing the piano. It was so beautiful and delicate.

Those hands... those white hands gliding skillfully over the piano keys. He was Grave's pride and joy, the child of the stars, the child everyone wanted, perfect to everyone. Everyone but me.

We all watched him play, my gaze was down towards his hands. How could someone as cold as him be so delicate?

The woman turned her head, "Who's that?" She asks turning back to watch him. "That is Rigel." I say, watching him.









"The boy's file has caused others concern. Are you really sure?" Margaret says trying to convince them not to take Rigel.

"We've got a bit house, and Nadine should feel more at ease." The woman says, giving her a smile.

"Be that as it may, it's hard enough taking care of one teenager, let alone two." Margaret had a persuasive tone, "Rigel's needs will also likely prove problematic. Frankly, I feel that we're better equipped to care for him." She adds.

"Don't worry, Miss Margaret. Anna and I know what we are doing." The man says, "And anyways, this is just a trial, right?"

"Right." Margaret says handing him the folder, "Thank you." He says.

I look out the window, seeing Adeline staring at me. As they all get in we start to drive away. Margaret looked like she was about to kill herself.

I'd always wanted a family. A home. A life away from Grave. Now it was finally happening, and I couldn't believe that I would still be with him.

Out of all the people in the world, Rigel was the last person I would want to come with me.

Rigel turns his head to look at me, I could feel his eyes staring at me. I did everything in my power not to look back at him. But as soon as he turned his head back I immediately looked at him.

And yet, I didn't hate him. I couldn't. A part of my soul had seen a part of his. And so many times, I was unable to feel the raw detachment that I wished I could.

We got out of the car, I looked at the house which made me smile. It was so beautiful, I could feel myself living here. Being... normal.





























𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫 🤷🏼‍♀️

hihii!!! I was going to continue the chapter like further to where they got their rooms but its 2:49 am and im exhausted. I hope you enjoyed this chapter!!! toodlessss 🤍🤍

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