Adopted by Gladers

2- Home?

The guys insisted on helping me pack. I got no idea why. I tell them that I have to use the bathroom.

The bathroom is large, and more like a public bathroom. It has many sinks and mirrors.

Possible trigger warning!!

I only came here to get my blade. It's my relief. The guys wouldn't want to see it, they'd probably send me back, but I need it. My shirt has a pocket, so I slip it there.

Possible trigger over!

I flush the toilet in case they can hear. The boys are ready for me when I come out.
"Ready love?" Thomas asks.
"As ready as I'll ever be."

The car ride is a bit stuffy. I guess that comes with being claustrophobic. I'm in the back with Dylan. He won Rock Paper Scissors. They all wanted to sit with me.

On our way home, the boys interrogate me.

"How old are you?"

"Twelve. Thirteen next month."

But it wasn't that simple.

"Roxy told us that you have panic attacks sometimes. Is that right?"

"It's best if you don't mention it. If I think about it, I'm more likely to have one."

"Claustrophobia?"

"I have being in this car. I feel trapped."

"I'll take that as a yes. I could tell. How long have you been at the orphanage?"

"As long as I can remember."

"Ooo! Close your eyes! We're almost there!" Ki Hong shouts.

I hesitate, what if they hurt me? But I close my eyes, pushing the thought away. The car stops and one of the guys helps me out.

They tell me to open my eyes.
I follow the command and open my eyes.

The house is bigger than I could imagine! (A/n the back of the house is the pic in the beginning!) It has a balcony that over looks the pool. I'm so overtaken by its beauty, that I don't speak for a few minutes.

"Wow! This is. Wow! I can't believe I'll be living here! Thank you so much guys!" I give them a hug. "I want to go inside!"

The boys chuckle. This place is-was- just for the three of them. It probably has ten bedrooms and two kitchen. Just for the three boys. No one else lives with them, so I don't understand why their house is this big. All of it, now is partially mine. I love it. But I can't believe that they choose to share it with me.

Thomas takes a key out of his pocket. He unlocks the multiple locks that are on the door. Each of the locks uses the same key. Good to know if I need to sneak out. When I need to sneak out. I wish that I could stop sneaking out of, well, anywhere. It's hard to stop though. Depression has gotten to me, and I wish it would go away. But it's just a rain cloud hanging over my head, I can never get rid of it.

"What are you waiting for? Go on in!" Ki Hong says.

Only then do I realize that I have been hesitating. I guess I think for a long time. Oh well. I walk in the house. My eyes don't know where to look. I'm like a toddler in a candy store. One thing interests me, and then the next. Before I know it, I'm giving myself a tour.

"Slow down tiger. We'll give you the tour." Dylan says. "So, I guess we shall start in the kitchen because we are already here. So this is the kitchen. None of us really cook good alone, so we like to cook together. That's why the kitchen is so big. I don't understand why we have two stoves, but it works." He moves me to the next room. "This is basically the chill area. Not exactly a family room, but not a game room. Just chill. We usually talk in here if we have to break news to the others." I know that I have to tell them. He takes me upstairs and down a hallway. "This is the bedroom wing. Our rooms are labeled, like good ol' Tommy's right here. If you need something at night or what ever, you should be able to find us. And this is your room. I hope you like it, we didn't know what to put in it, so we can go shopping tomorrow."

I enter the room. It's a mint green color with a queen size bed in the middle. It has a couch and a desk with a small box on it. Hidden in the corner of the room is my own bathroom. It has a separate shower and bathtub. I absolutely love it.

"I love it guys! Thank you. It's perfect."

"Open the box." Ki Hong urges.

I follow instructions. Inside is a brand new iPhone. Squealing, I unlock the phone, and it is pre loaded with the boy's numbers and social media. I don't have social media. Maybe one of them can teach me.

"Thank you guys. This is more than I can accept."

"Our house is your house. Including the stuff inside."

So. This is more of a filler chapter. What do you guys want to see happen? Stuff is about to happen. The boys are soon going to find out about, something in the next chapter.

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