When I Grow Up I Want To Be Nothing At All

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Cj's POV

After dinner I said I was really tired and went up to bed. I was so happy I lived but what if they change their minds and send me back? I can't go back! I hate it there especially without Mk. I remembered something, my razors. I wonder if he packed the black box and didn't check inside. I got out of bed and went over to my suitcase which I hadn't unpacked yet. I looked everywhere...he didn't pack them. Ugh. I thought of what to tell him what I forgot. I looked around my room. Oh yeah the new poster that I had under my bed that I hadn't put up! I'll tell him in the morning.

The next morning I got up and went downstairs. They were already at the table eating pancakes, I saw they had an extra plate for me, I sat down.

"Good morning sweetie." Lindsey said

"Morning" I said smiling "By the way, I forgot a poster that I hadn't put up yet...oh and my journal."

"Oh okay we'll go get it today." Gerard said.

"Okay thank you."

"No problem." I went upstairs to get dressed I put on a MCR short sleeve shirt and skinny jeans with holes in them. I put on bracelets on the arm that didn't have the stitches. I looked in the mirror, my hair was messy I didn't like brushing it, so I didn't. I just smoothed it down. I went downstairs and Gerard was ready to go.

"You ready honey?" He asked me.

"Yep." We got to the orphanage and I told Gerard he could wait in the lobby. I went upstairs and passed Rebecca on the stairs.

"Oh you lived, dang it." She said

"Oh your still here, ha." I said back.

"Who would ever want to adopt you?"

"Actually, Gerard Way, the singer."

"He's famous?"

"Yeah so is his wife, Lindsey Way."

"Ugh why does everything bad happen to me?!" She stormed off. I pranced to my room. I looked under my bed got the poster and the black box. I opened it and counted the razors, 4 all together I looked around the empty room and smiled. I also got my journal which was under the bed at the back. I held the poster in my right hand and held the black box behind my journal in my left hand. I went into the hall. As I reached the top step I felt a hand on my back. I was pushed down the stairs.

"Ughh." I moaned.

"Serves you right emo slut!" Rebecca said and went back into her room. I looked up and saw Gerard running towards me. I looked at the ground, the black box opened and the razors were scattered everywhere. Gerard helped me up.

"You okay honey?" He asked worriedly.

"I'm fine." I said trying to think what I would say when he asked about the razors. He saw them.

"You are not taking those." I stayed silent as I got my journal and poster. I started collecting my razors I walked over to the garbage can and threw them away, except one, he didn't see. We walked out and got in the car, I still was silent.

"Was that the reason you wanted to come back here?" He asked.

"I also needed the poster and my journal." I said quietly.

"You ended up in the hospital last time haven't you learned your lesson?!" He said louder.

"I'm sorry." I said looking out the window, sadly. He sighed.

"No I'm sorry I just got mad, let's talk about what we're going to get you today."

"You don't have to get me anything, really, I don't want you to spend any money on me."

"We're going to get you stuff, I don't care what you say." I stayed silent. "I was thinking, a laptop, phone, more clothes, headphones, books, because you said that you liked reading, video games, TV, Ps4, Xbox, and possibly a piano." I stared at him with my mouth open.

"You are not getting that much stuff for me, that's too much money!"

"For you it's okay, just agree with me."

"Fine."I muttered.

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