Today is the most fucking confusing day of my life. It took me ten minutes just to figure out that the room I'm in is, for a fact, not mine. My mind doesn't want to process things, it wants to be lazy. I don't blame it, I really don't. Who wants to work on a Monday? Or is it Friday? Maybe Wednesday?
For the life of me, I can't God damn remember. Oh well.
"Do you think he's/she's up yet?" A whisper beyond the door drew me out of my thoughts.
"I don't know man. It's 3 in the fucking afternoon, he/she just out slept Matt.. What do ya think J?"
"Wake the boy/girl the fuck up. I need to get things out of my damn room!"
"Fuck you guys! Just go like this! You better be decent in there!" Was the last thing I heard before the door flew open. "See? The human's awake and sitting on the bed."
"You didn't have to do that, Jordan." A guy, that I'm pretty sure is Danny, sighed while rolling his eyes at Jordan as he walked in and sat on the edge of the bed.
"How are you doing (Y/N)?"
"Fine..." I replied, pushing the blankets off and putting my legs over the edge of the bed beside him, of course after I made sure my arms were covered.
"That's good!" Said Danny as a smile lit up his face. He has a very cute face... not to mention that amazing fucking smile.
"There's food down stairs if you're hungry," a deep voice boomed from the door way, "that is if Jordan here didn't eat it all."
Everyone around chuckled, including me. Jordan just grumbled and said a few things under his breath.
"Okay! I'll be right down!" My fake cheery voice made me gag.
God.. I hope they don't catch on to that fake cheery voice..
Thankfully they didn't. They all left my room, smiling and nodding their heads, except for one.
"Uh.. Can I grab a few of my clothes..? He asked awkwardly.
"Yeh, of course." I smiled.
Only, he didn't return my smile. Okay.. That makes me feel real amazing..
He quickly rampaged through his dresser, and left at full tilt, slamming the door behind him.
"He is so weird.." I muttered, half stunned. Whatever.
I got up out of bed, and headed towards a bathroom. They shouldn't mind if I have a shower. I thought as I turned the tap for the shower on.
"Took you long enough!" I heard Jordan yell as I stepped on the last step of the staircase.
I gave him a playful glare.
"It only took me..." I glanced down at the spot where a watch would sit, "oh! Who am I kidding! I don't keep track of how long my showers last."
The five guys in the kitchen burst out in laughter.
"Now on with the introductions, as you know I'm Danny. So we'll start with this curly haired man over here!"
"Ha-ha. I'm Matthew." He smiled while lightly punching Danny in the arm.
"Dylan's the name, don't wear it out!" Chuckled the man with the deep voice. "Also, I'm one of the other people that found you, along with this man over he-"
"ME! JORDAN! Though.. You already know my name.. And that guy over there, who's just coming in the door, is Jorel. He's a little grumpy bear today." Jordan said while gesturing towards the front door. Jorel just glared and set stuff on the table.
Before I had time to process what was in the bags, there was a loud shout and four guys running towards them.
"Haha, you'd think those boys never saw food before." A slightly gravelly voice came from behind me, causing me to jump.
"Yeah.." I chuckled. What he said is completely true, they attacked that table like lionesses going for the kill.
"The names George." He stuck his hand out, I took it.
"Y/N. But you already knew that.." I looked at my feet.
"Haha. Well, Y/N, we should go get some food before the horde eats it all. After you." He said while nudging me in front of him.
Supper was.. uh.. to say the least.. Interesting... I've never had such a lively supper before.
First, Jordan wanted another burrito, there was only one left. So, I grabbed it and ran. Yes I really did. And yes, it really was the worst mistake, but Do I regret it? Nope, not at all.
Secondly, they chased me throughout the whole fucking house, this house is pretty damn big too! All six of them managed to corner me in a room, that's how I got here, at the bottom of a dog pile. Getting squished and tickled at the same time. All for a fucking burrito.
"Can't..... Breath..... Gotta...... Pee..." I manage to gasp out.
Somebody on top of me giggled like a girl while saying, "okay dudes, get the fuck off!" It was Jordan!?
"Holy crap Jordan! You sound like a fucking girl! Did you manage a sex change in the point zero seconds before you dog piled me?!" I laughed out.
"Jordan, is there something we need to know?" Laughed Jorel.
"Okay that's it! You better run little boy/girl!"
Just before Jordan had a chance to chase me, Matt grabbed him and pinned him to the floor.
"Run Y/N! And lock the bathroom door!" Matthew shouted as I bolted as fast as my legs would let me go.
"Yo Y/N, hand me that bowl over there." Dylan demanded.
"You mean the one with popcorn? Or the one with M&Ms?"
"Popcorn of course."
So instead I handed him the bowl of M&Ms.
"Thanks novia!" Dylan cheered.
He probably won't even notice, he's way to stoned to.
"Y/N, come to the kitchen with me. Please." A soft voice came from behind me.
I turned around to see Danny standing there, seemly nervous. Oh shit... This can't be good..
"Aight..."
I slowly followed him to the kitchen and leaned against the counter.
"What's up?" I ask nervously.
"Well it's about you.." He trailed off.
I started rubbing my arms. A nervous habit I happened to have picked up.
".. It's nothing, really. It's just that... Okay first, I need to know why you were in that alley all by yourself." He looked deep in my eyes, as if searching for an answer. An answer that I really didn't want to give him.
"It's just that..." I think I'm gonna bend the truth a bit.. "That, me and my ex got in this fight, and I really didn't feel like walking all the way home." Which is the truth. Almost.
"Alright. Now, about home." Shit. "Shouldn't you be going back? You're parents have got to be worried sick.."
My face went pale.
"Y/N.."
Oh god... I can't. I ran to the bathroom, trying make it before all my supper ended up on the floor, and I just barely made it.
The door slowly creaked open.
"Y/N? Was it something I said? Did your parents die.. or something?"
"...or something." I chocked out.
"Shit.. Did they..?" Danny trailed off as he sat down beside me, his eyes seeping with concern.
"Mhm.." I let out a rattled breath and broke away from his gaze.
Flashes of my parents abusing me flashed through my mind. Abusing me both physically and mentally.. though, my dad did more than that.. Before I knew it I was sobbing. I curled into the fetal position and tried to hold it in.
"Th-they... They always fight... A-and sometimes... Sometimes... Th-th-they take it out on *hic* on m-m-me..."
Suddenly, I felt Danny pull me into his arms and rubbed my back in a soothing motion. "Shh.. Just let it all out... It'll feel better, I promise."
His soft voice is really soothing. I felt... Safe...
Safe... One of the many foreign feelings to me. And because of this, against all odds, my body disobeyed me and listened to him. I let it all out.
It took a while to calm down, even longer for my body to stop shaking. But it finally did. It wasn't 'till then that I realized I was clinging to Danny like he's my life line.
"Sorry.." I blushed as I slowly untangled my limbs from him.
"It's alright, it seems like you needed that." He pulled me into on last, warm hug before helping me onto my feet."
"Seems like.."
"I have a proposition to make, but I'm gonna have to get the guys to agree." This peeked my interest.
A few minutes later we in the living room, all waiting for Danny's 'proposition'.
"Because of some circumstances with Y/N's parents, that I will tell you guys later, I have come up with the idea that we adopt him/her." The room went silent.
"As long as he/she doesn't take my room again, not even for tonight." Jorel glared. Jeez glaring problem much. I glared right back at him.
"Yo! Who the fuck gave me M&MS?!" Shouted Dylan, unknowingly breaking the tension. Everyone else burst out in laughter.
"Da fuck dude? I gave those to you like, 10 hours ago!" I can't believe it fucking worked.
He looked at me, then at the bowl, at me again, then finally the bowl again. "Seriously..?" He looked dumbstruck.
"Haha yeah man, he/she fucking did." Matt laughed.
"ANYWAYS. What about this adopting shit? How's that gonna work? Aren't the people adopting supposed to be married? None of us here even have a girlfriend." Jordan pointed out.
"That, has already been worked out." Danny gave Jordan a toothy grin.
"No man, I am not fucking marrying you." Jordan stated.
"It won't be for long, besides, it's not like it's going to be real." Danny pointed out.
"'Sides, I'm just over two months shy of my 18th." I stated.
Almost half an hour or more later of Jordan arguing, he finally gave in.
"We should header' to bed." George said after witnessing me yawn a few times.
Everybody nodded in agreement.
"What time is it even?" I asked in the middle of another yawn.
"3:30 ish." George replied.
Oh god... No wonder I'm tired.. It's been a very eventful day for me.
After realizing that I had zoned out, everyone was gone, and the lights were off. Only the dim yellow street light illuminated the living room for me. I looked at the couch, realizing that I wouldn't be able to sleep there since Dylan's passed out cold on it. I can't take Jorels room again, more like I don't want to, so that I don't piss him off even more. I don't even know what the fuck I did to him in the first place. I sighed. Maybe I'll talk to him about it tomorrow.
"Yo, Y/N." Someone whispered from the stairs. "You can come sleep in my bed, if you'd like to."
"Sure.." I headed towards the stairs.
As I got closer the street lights revealed more of the darkness, including crazy hair that no one else here but one person has. "Matthew?"
"That's me." He chuckled. "And you can call me Matt if you want."
"Kay." I followed him to his room and laid down in his bed with him.
My eyes were shut instantly and I passed out as soon as my head hit the pillow. But not before I heard the curly haired man whisper goodnight. Earning a grin from me.
