Lonely

Chapter 1: Alone

Why did it have to happen? Why? Why couldn't  I be taken instead of Mom and Dad? I already know all these questions can't be answered, but I want to know why?

After I saw my brother be taken away from me and go to another family. Why didn't I go with them? I don't know. They said they wanted him and him only. Mom said that we had to stay together. I begged him not to go, but all he said was,

" I love you, Al. I'll come back for you okay. I'll be back. Remember that."

I hope he does come back. But sometimes wishes don't come true. Alec didn't want me. I can't call him dad, after all, he did leave us after Andre was born. Oh, how my mother was heartbroken when she heard him say that,

"I'm leaving you and those mistakes. And I hope you die."

But she found someone new, my stepfather or known as Dad. He was so nice, loving, and just the best dad ever. When Alec heard about my moms' death he said he didn't want us. So now I'm here in this room, all alone in the dark, with no friends, no family, and no happiness. Please, someone, come and help me from this hell hole and take me home to my loving family again. I don't want to go to my parents funeral, I don't want to relive that night. When the police officer knocked on the door and told Andre and me that Mom and Dad being dead. But I want to see them one last time before I know that no ones love me, and know...

Everything I loved is gone.

It's all gone.
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I woke to the sound of loud thumping on the floor. I opened my eyes to greet the morning sun. I heard the children in the orphanage chattering and laughing. Hoping one day that a loving family is willing to adopt them. Love them, and protect them. Everything that I once had but now have been taken away from me.

"Alexis dear. Time to get up honey." said the lovely owner of the orphanage, named Kayla.
"I'll be down right now," I replied, not wanting to go to the funeral that will be taken today. Today's the last day I see my loving family that was here, now gone. I really didn't want to but, I knew if my mother was here she would be scolding me for how disrespectful I was being. Oh, how I miss my dear mother. I swing my legs over the bed and get up. I look into the mirror, seeing bags under my eyes. I haven't had good nights sleep after the incident. I go to the drawer and take some clothes out. I head the bathroom and take a quick shower. Once I'm done I head down the stairs.

"Good morning Ali." I turn and see one of the little children named Alexa. She is only 6 and she warmed up to me rather quickly. She never wanted to be separated from me and what can I say she is adorable. She was like me when I was a little child. She called me Ali cause of my name Alexis. She doesn't want to say, Al or Alex, so instead, she calls me Ali.

"Good morning cookie," I say she smiles widely at me. She takes my hand and we head down the stairs and go to the dining area with all different kinds of children. She sits down and Kayla comes and gives us all food with the help of me passing them around.
"Ali?" Alexa questions.
"Yes, Cookie?"
"Do you have to go out today?" I turn to face her and with a sad smile I reply with a,
"Yes"
"Can I come too?"
"If only Kayla says that it's okay with her."
"Ms. Kayla is it okay if I go with Ali?"
"I'm sorry dear but, she needs to go alone. You can out with her another time" she pouts and we were greeted with a knock on the door. Kayla goes to answer it and I hear my brothers voice. I haven't seen him for 5 days. I walk up to see my 10-year-old brother.
"Alexis!" he shouts with excitement. I smile happily. He's two years younger than me and I clearly remember when He left. I can't say his name. He is the reason why my mother was heartbroken for two years. I remember her crying at night and with me being curious,
"Mama are you okay?"
"Mama is fine Al."
"Are you sad?"
"Very sad."
"Why?"
"Don't worry okay. Just remember Mama always loves you."
"Okay, Mama."
"Alex?" I snap out of my thoughts when my brother looks at me concerned. I turn and looked at him.
"Yeah?"
"You okay."
"Yeah. I'm okay." I feel hot tears run down my cheeks. My brother pulls me into a hug and I hug him back, sobbing remembering all the times when our Mom and Dad were still alive. He starts sobbing too, I start thinking, Why? Do you hate me, God? Why did you take something I loved so much? Why leave us alone knowing that they will never come back.

All my extended family comes. I'm questioning myself why I wasn't put with any of my family here. Did mom not want us to live with them? Did she not want us to be heartbroken seeing all of the pictures of her there? I guess staying someplace where a roof is over my head is better than living with no roof, food, or clothes. I look over to the coffins and tears reappear, I try holding back the tears but I can't. They roll down my cheeks, looking at the coffins were my deceased parents are at. Andre is heartbroken, I can tell by his eyes. He's got his eyes, and I did too. But we both represent our mother the most, and not him.

After they lowered the coffins I say goodbye to my brother wishing him luck to his new family. I see Alexa and Kayla waiting for me by the car to take me back to the orphanage, now what I can call home. Tears visible I look at Kayla and she looks at me with sorrow and hugs me with comfort. I hug back and smile weakly. Then I went into the car.

I look out the window while we drive back to the orphanage, with Kayla and Alexa talking to each other. While I looked out the window, I was hoping it was only a dream, and wake up with my parents being alive. Smiling, laughing having a grand time being a family. Once we get to the orphanage I go straight to my room and cry my heart out. Wishing for the love of my family. Craving the touch of my mother, comforting me, telling me that it will be okay. I move my body the one side of the bed and drift off to a dreamless sleep, hoping that one day, that I can feel loved again, not be alone.

One day.

One day.