Adopted by Tyler Joseph, Jenna Joseph and Josh Dun

chapter 4.

That night I go to bed before everyone else. It's about 9:30 when I crawl into bed. I leave on my side lamp and get on my phone for a little bit. While scrolling through instagram I see some twenty one pilots fan accounts posting photos of Tyler and Josh. If they only knew that Tyler is my brother. Just the thought makes me smile.

I keep scrolling and see a photo of Ally and a random girl. The caption says "my new awesome best friend for life. She's awesome. #bestiesforlife". I decide to text her a simple "hey! What's up?!"

10 minutes later I get a reply. I open the texting app and read the text. "Don't talk to me. I don't want to be friends with some stupid person in foster care. Its lame. No one is going to adopt you. No one cares." tears fall from my eyes and sting my cheecks. I clutch my phone in my hand and curl into a ball. I can't breathe. I know what this is; an anxiety attack.

At this point I'm laying on my bed, curled in a ball, sobbing. She's right. I am lame. No one wants me. I'm never going to get adopted. I shut my eyes tightly, trying to wake up from this awful dream. But I realize it's not. Its real life.

I hear footsteps coming down the stairs and try to stop crying, but I fail. I open my eyes and see Tyler running towards me. He picks me up and starts talking to me. "Shhh, it's okay. I'm here now. Shhh. Don't cry" I sob into his black hoodie, which smells like the fresh outdoors; like being in the woods.

When I finally calm down enough, he sets me down on the bed. I sit criss-cross applesauce and he wraps a blanket around my shoulders. He wipes my cheeck with his thumb and looks me in the eyes. My cheeck is still sore from being punched, so I wince a little. He picks up my phone and his eyes scan over the text. "Y-you're not lame. She's wrong. You're perfect just the way you are." he says. I start crying again. "But she's right. No ones ever going to adopt me." I say, shaking. "Yes they will. And if not, I will." he says, looking me right in the eye. "Y-you will?" I look up to him and sniffle. "I mean, sure! Why not! I love you. You're my sister. I'll have to talk to Jenna about it." he says. "W-where is Jenna?" I ask, realizing she isn't here. "She went on a girls week with Joshs sisters. She'll be back Saturday and you can meet her. I'll call her tomorrow though and discuss this." he says. "Get some rest. You need it." he kisses my head and tucks me in. As he walks to the little room with his bed, and leaves the door open. He walks back to the doorway and leans against it. "I'll be in here If you need anything. If you can't sleep just come get me. I understand not sleeping at night." he says. I nod and turn off my lamp. He leaves his door halfway open.
Then sleep takes me and my eyes close.