Adopted By Dahvie Vanity

Chapter One

Hey. You may be wondering why this book is titled what it is. Yes I was adopted by Dahvie Vanity but this also has something to deal with the fact that I love Jayy.  Yes he is gay..or so I thought.  Any ways..lets start from the begging so you know what the hell is going on.
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So my name is Emily. I am 17 years old and I live in Las Angles. Also I'm in a crappy Orphanage. I have black scene hair that reaches my mid back. I also have midnight blue streaks running through my hair. I have sea blue eyes and white pasty skin. I'm about 5"11. Yea I'm tall don't remind me.

Oh and my parents were killed by The Las Angleas Fallen Angels.

It happened about three weeks ago that I was adopted. "Hey emo slut. Get dressed people are coming in to look at children and they want someone around your age." Steaphine said. The head bitch. I sighed and got up.

I walked over to my closet and pulled a black coresrt dress that showed the tops of breasts and that reached my mid thigh but the back went down to behined my knees. It had little rips in the back to make it look like a corpse dress. I put it on. It also was backless. I put on my leather jacket and did my makeup in thick winged eyeliner.

I also put on my blue sapphire tear drop choker and my Pentagram that layed at the start of my cleavage. My spider bites and my dangly earings. My mothers ring which was a black dimoand ring. And lastly my bracelets. I had three blood on the dance floor that were seperated by Pentagram brackets on my right arm and on my left I had two black veil brides and one Pierce the veil.  I put on my black laced panty hose and my black ankle laced boots. I curled the ends if my hair. Then I went down stairs.

Girls that ranged from 15-17 were standing there. I got in my place and waited. Then one of the girls ..Violet I presume came up and started hitting me. I fell to the floor and covered my head as she kicked my side..then it stopped. I refused to move until someone touched my shoulder. "Hey, get up my dear. Were taking you home." I looked up to see Dahvie Vanity. I nodded and ran to my room. That's where I let the tears start. I hate the fact that he saw me like that. I packed my suitcase. I only had enough stuff to fit in one suitcase. I sat on my bed and waited. I must have dozed because when I looked up and saw dahvie squatting in front of me. "Hey, come on lets go Emily."
He grabbed my suitcase and walked out. I got up and followed.  All to soon I was attacked. Two girls were punching me and yelling hateful words. "You should have died with your parents. Your worthless. Your pathetic. Go kill yourself like you did your baby." That hit me. I cried and cried. "GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM HER " They jumped away and Dahvie picked me up.

I didn't want to hurt my baby. I got pregent because I was ...forced to do things I didn't want to. I had to get rid of it. I cried into Dahvies shoulder. It hurt so much. "What kind of shelter are you running here? You let this happen to her.  Its your fault " Dahvie yelled. Then he walked out and put me in the back if the car.

DAHVIE P.O.V

I went to go put her stuff in the car. I turned and she wasn't there. I heard yelling.  I ran back in to find Emily on the floor being beat then I heard one of the girls say "Kill yourself just like you did your baby " This caused Emily  to cry hard. I yelled "Get away from her." They ran and I picked her up. She was shaking bad. She cried into my shoulder and hung to me for dear life. "What type of shelter do you run for her to be treated like this." Then I walked out. Jayy was in the car. He saw me and came out and opened the door for me. I layed her in the back and got in front and started driving. She was still sobbing. She was fighting for air. Jayy climbed over the seat and got in the back with her. He mouthed to me what happened but I mouthed back later. He nodded and put Emilys head in his lap and rubbed her back. She calmed down a little bit but was still crying. I looked back to the road and continued driving.

After a while she fell asleep in Jayys lap still crying but silently. Jayy looked at me. "What happened Dahvie. Why is she all bruised up and why was she crying like that?" I sighed and told him what happened.

He looked pissed at the end. He was stroking her hair. "This poor girl. How has she surrvived this long? " "I don't know Jayy but she is strong and sensitive so we have to be careful. " He nodded and we continued driving.  We drove four hours just to get a kid. Now time for tthe ride back.