Adopted by Magcon

12

Mrs, Sheafer is my mom. And Mark is my dad. Okay. I can do this.

"What do you mean Sue Sheafer is my mom? She's the evil women who works at the orphanage. She beat me and throttled me. How is that possible?" I ask Mark. The poor man looks hurt at the question. I don't trust him.

"Well i was wrongly accused of murder and sent to prison. A few months ago I worked my ass off to try to find you and your brother. And now I have. I want you to come home." He held out his arms as if I'd run to them squealing like a little girl. Wrong.

"Thank you but no thank you. This is my family and Jack is my dad." I stand up and leave the room.

As I sprint upstairs, I'm running so fast that I can hardly feel the tears on my cheeks.

Ms. Sheafer? My MOM? Absolutely not.

I find myself so lost in thought that I didn't even notice someone step out of the door in front of me. I run snap into the chest of Matthew Espinosa. What a guy.

"Hey May. What's wrong?"

"Ms. Sheafer-"

"What?! Is she here? I'll protect you!"

"No she's... Shes.."

Matt grabs my shoulders and shakes me viciously.

"She's what?!"

"SHES MY MOM" I shout as loud and hard as I possibly can before turning away from Matt and running in the opposite direction to the first open door I can find. Carters bedroom.

Carter is downstairs with dad and a few other guys so I'm completely alone. Sue Sheafer is my mom? There's no way. All the horrible things she's done to me in the past come crashing back down on me and I find it hard to breath.

Matt walks into the room slowly.

"May you've had a really long long month. I think it's best that you come downstairs so we can talk this through." Matts soothing voice is momentarily comforting but I quickly snap back to reality.

I shove past him across the hall and down two doors into my own room. I'm so outraged that I can't control my anger. I shove everything off my desk onto the floor and flip my chair over. I strip my bed and lump on it screaming at the top of my lungs.

All the guys are soon at my doorway with dad in front.

"Yeah it's that kind of reckless behavior or mine that got you taken away in the first place." I stare at the man silently alone with all of my newfound family members.

"Okay sir I think it's time you leave. You can't have May and if you really want to be told no by a judge then take it to court." Cam says quite calmly and escortes him to the door.

"Hey guys let me handle this one alone." Dad turns them all away and closes the door gently.

I'm left standing in the middle of my room holding a pillow watching my dad slowly begin to remake my bed. After about a half an hour of watching him clean my room back up he guides me to the bed and tucks me in.

He curls up into bed next to me and begins to brush my hair. I've been so focused recently on meeting my birth parents and finding out what its like to have two real parents that I haven't shown any appreciation for how hard my dad works. He has to be both parents to a seventeen year old girl and he's only twenty three.

I begin to doze off to the soothing rhythm of dad brushing my hair when he begins to sing my favorite song from my favorite musical.

"Mother cannot guide you. Now you're on your own. Only me beside you. Still, you're not alone. No one is alone. Truly, No one is alone. People make mistakes. Fathers. Mothers. People make mistakes. Holding to their own. Thinking they're alone. Honor their mistakes. Fight for their mistakes. Everybody makes one another's terrible mistakes."

I slowly drift off to sleep but not too soon to whisper one last thing.

"I love you dad."