Adopted by a Way MCR fanfic

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In the morning I got dressed for school and headed down to the dining room the find Jack, Alex, and the twins eating.
"Hello my lady, your omelette, pancakes, and sausages await for their death caused by your digestion." Alex says sitting me down.
"Dad that seriously," Carder says.
"Sounds so, ugh-" Colten finishes. "We were hungry, but now...not so much." The boys stand and head to finish getting ready for school. I laugh, and eat my breakfast. We then get into the jeep and head to school. When we get there people start snickering. The boys head in front of me. When they get in the doors, someone throws something at me, when I turn around everyone erupts with laughter. I run straight to art.
Mrs. Heart tells us to draw something that reflects how we feel. I notice everyone else texting or throwing paper at me, but I ignore it. I draw a black patch, that looked like thorns had grown out of it, growing, consuming the white page slowly.
"Alex? Want to talk about it?" Mrs. Heart says from beside me. I shake my head no.
"Please don't tell anyone, or send me to consoling. My dad was so happy when I agreed to coming to a real school. I can't let him down, it will crush him if he finds out." I say.
"Alright, but at least come to me. How about, after music, I'll write a letter for the office, and you, Colten, and Caden, can spend the rest of the day working on your music piece at home. I looked at your request for a song and I think you three will do a great job." I smile at her. When we head to music, I wait outside the room when I notice Colten and Carder are already there. People push me around when they walk past me. "Colten, Carder. I've called Mr. Jack Baraket already, he's on his way to come pick you up. Your to head home for the day. You will return like normal on Monday."
"Did we do something wrong Mrs.?" I hear one of them ask.
"Go on boys. He should be here in a moment." She shoes them off. They exit the room confused. I walk up to them. They ask me if I know what happened and I just tell them,
"I got you out of school for the day and your just going to ask questions? Does their have to be a reason?" I say, trying to avoid the real reason of why we were let out of all our classes for the day. We get in the car and the first thing Jack asks is what happened. The boys tell their side and before I know it all three pairs of eyes are on me. "I just thought we could practice at home." They don't seem to buy it. "Don't even bother cause I'm not gonna tells yah. That's for me to know and nobody to find out. I got yah out that's all yah needs to know." I end the conversation at that. When we get back I grab my bass from dad and tune it to the right notes. When the boys do the same they decide to tell me they split the lyrics up. Colten would do the chorus, and I would do the other lyrics. We try it and jump around like crazy people once again. Jack just laughs at us. When we finish he says we did great.

On Monday, I had on my white leather jacket, blue skinny jeans, and light grey t-shirt. As usual the boys ran ahead of me once again to get to their first class after Rian dropped us off. What none of us noticed though, was how Rian hadn't left with the jeep yet. He stayed watching us until we got in the school but we didn't notice. At least, I didn't until I got shoved to the ground and names were shot my way. I had turned my head to see if I had a chance of running, but only to find Rian watching, sadly, understanding, and mad. I put my head down, trying to hide my tears in the grass as someone kicked me straight in the stomach really hard. Finally the bell rang and they left me in the grass.
Rian ran straight out from the car and grabbed me, bringing me to the car and placing me in the seat. He called the school as he drove away, telling them I wouldn't be coming today.
"Alex, is that why you came home on Friday? You, don't have to say if you don't want to." He says calmly. I shake my head no, and pull out my drawing from Friday.
"That wasn't why. This was." He pulls over and looks at it curiously, as if the picture had moved. It seems like hours had pasted, though had only been about a minute until he past it back to me. He smiled at me understandingly. What got me the most was when he drove right past the ATL house. I didn't ask questions though.
Soon we pulled up to a tall house in a typical circle of houses. Rian got out of the car and ran ahead. He didn't bother nocking and just ran in. When I entered the house I first noticed the a bunch of recording stuff in the living room. Before I knew what was happening, three guys jumped out yelling,
"It's Rick Olson, get him. Handcuff him...now, where's the little girl and the PCP? DONT LIE TO US DAMN IT RICK OLSON!" Instantly recognized Ghost's voice and Chis's laugh. Rian soon came out and said,
"I got to head to the studio, but your gonna stay here for the day. Bye!" And ran off before I could say a word. I walked over to the room, to find Ricky, tied up in the garage and the MIW guys yelling.
"Where's the little girl? Where's the PCP? Did you make her take the PCP? Where have you hidden her?" They asked as he just responded saying he didn't know. I couldn't contain my laughter as they were playing COPS again. "Officer PepperCorn, get her." Someone yells and soon ghost is chasing me around the house. The guys come out, helping Ricky to watch, who is still handcuffed. I laugh the whole time until I trip while trying to run down the stairs. I end up falling down all the stairs and hit my head on the railing of the curved staircase. "Little demon spirit!" They yell as they all run up to me as I laid motionless on the ground. Hey, motionless in a white jacket. Motionless in white! They help me on the couch and get a glass of water while uncuffing Rick.
"Wow, get beat up before school starts, get ditched at a random house while ditching school, then fall down a flight of curved stairs. So my days going great for a Monday, how's your day Ricky?" I say turning to him smiling. Although my smile quickly fades when I see him expression. Sadness, hope, worry, and more, in fact they all had the same expression. "Well, let's just forget I said that. So? Playing COPS without me? I'm hurt!" The mood in the room almost instantly changes with the topic.
"Sorry Hela, couldn't help it." Josh laughs.
We hang out for a couple more hours until my phone starts blaring OM&M Broken Generation. I pick up the phone to find its Carder calling me.
"Sup? You got little demon spirit!"
"What? Alex? Whatever, where are you? Seriously, dad doesn't know, Jack doesn't know. Where are you Alex?" I can hear he's scared, concerned. yah ok, Rian must not have told them. Oh well.
"Sorry, got to go, officer PeperCorn's got a gun out, bye." And I hang up. Not giving any indication of what was going on as ghost shot at me with the water gun.
Soon Rian texted Chris to drive me back so they all got in the car and drove me there. Before we stopped though, ghost decided to tie my limbs up and duct tape my mouth shut. When we stopped the guys yelled bye and literally threw me on the lawn. All the guys came out and helped me. Once I got up, Rian burst out laughing. They all looked at him like he was crazy until I also started laughing. Once inside the twins started asking questions.
"Where were you? You were right behind us, what happened? Why were you tied up? Did you ditch? Who were you with?-" I put my hand up so they would stop to breath. I walked away, only telling them not to worry and everything was fine. I decided to go for a walk, and ended up at the mcr house. I went into my room and lifted my shirt in the mirror. I was disgusted with the rather large dark purple bruise that was a exact shape of the bottom of a shoe. Dad called with the guys, asking how I was. I put on a fake smile and told them I was fine, trying to sound convincing. If they had any doubts, they didn't sound like it, or pry.

The next day, Rian drove us again. Luckily I made it in to class. We were told to draw something that represented our family. I started drawing word art. I put the must meaningful lyrics from each band I've known, into the word hope. Mrs. Heart came over, and smiled widely at me. She nodded for me to follow her. I grabbed my stuff and followed. We entered her office and she asked about yesterday. I told her everything that happened yesterday. Even about the bruise. She didn't ask questions and just listened until the bell for music rang. In music I ignored the glares and names and started working on mesmerising the lyrics for the song, I already knew them, but practiced reading it anyway.
Before I knew it the day was over. Before I walked in the house, Rian asked how it went, I told him it was fine and walked in.

Before I could fully comprehend everything, the rest of the week, and another week had gone by with the same things happening at school, glares, trips, names, spit balls, etc.
When we got to school, and I went to art, I sat in my usual seat. I didn't take notice to the four others sitting around me though. We were told to draw an animal. The boys around me drew a pack of wolves. Each had one wolf of the line drawn with the rest as a shadow outline. You could tell they were drawing the wolf as themselves and the shadows were each other. Mrs. Heart smiled at them. I drew a small fox pup. It was alone, crouching scared, in a field. A shadow at the edge of the page. Everyone else drew, a bird, or dog, or cat. I didn't notice, but the four boys had surrounded my desk, watching me add detail. They started talking to me, I didn't hear what they said but quickly hugged them, once I noticed that it was the band boys.
"I missed you boys. I've been living with ATL and the twins for two weeks now. I'll be staying with them for six more weeks. How was tour?"
"It was great. How's school treating you? Anything big happened?" Sam asked.
"Meh." I avoid the questions and he hugs me tightly around the waist, specifically my stomach. I wince slightly, but they notice anyway, as did Mrs. Heart. She nodded for me to be excused and the boys followed. We went a empty hallway and showed them the bruise.
"Who did this to you?" Dylan says angry. The bell rings and I walk to music. I don't reach class though. The boys were on a different floor already. A group of jocks came and pulled me to the football feild. They beat me up until I was black and blue and spitting up blood.
After they left I called the first person I thought of. Josh Balz.
"Alex? Shouldn't you be in class right now?" He asked. I only managed to whimper as I had tried to stand but failed.
"The football field at the school. Please Josh. Hurry." I sobbed into the phone. I only heard the line go dead and sobbed while clutching my knees to my chest. Not even three minutes later, Josh showed up. He knelt beside me and slowly picked me up and brought me to the mcr house. He knew I didn't want to see others. He fixed me up and I told him everything that happened. He then called the school, telling them I wouldn't be attending for the next week. Then he showed me how to do my makeup so it still looked natural, but hid all the bruises.
"Have you told one of the mcr guys?" He asked. I shook my head no,
"I don't want to disappoint them." He sighed at me. I had left all my stuff in my locker, so there was no getting it now.
Josh decided to stay with me at home for the rest of the week.
When I returned to school I had music first for a change. The twins, instantly asked me where I had been, due to them not being told. Today we were going on a field trip to a tour to watch the different types of music. First we saw a pop group, then alternative, then country, and finally rock. As soon as the song started playing I recognized it as nanana. I instantly ran to the stage.
"Dad! Uncle Ray! Uncle Frank! Gee don't mess up" the guys look shocked to see me, but smile. Dad helps me on stage and I run to get my bass that dad keeps on the bus. When I come back I play with dad and we rock out for a few different songs. The twins laugh at us as I mock gee, singing different lyrics and trying to mess him up. He does a few times.
Once their finished Mrs. Heart said I could stay with them for the rest of the trip. We caught up and the twins soon came to get me. We said our goodbyes and got on our own bus. I almost forgot about everything wrong in my life, until I got tripped on the bus.
"Freak. Just like your so-called family." Someone yells. Everyone else laughs as I get up and head to the back with the guys and hold in my tears.