We pulled up outside the house and Kirstie held my hand as we stepped inside. I hadn't seen how my face looked yet, so I hurried up the stairs and down the hall to the bathroom in my bedroom, gasping the second I caught a glimpse of the bruises in the mirror. Almost instantly, memories of the orphanage and my father came flowing back, leaving me wishing that I was loved and accepted by them. I would give anything to have bring my mother back, but all I can do is hold on to the beautiful memories, and that's the hardest part. I remember when I was younger, around 5 or 6, she took me to the local park and pushed me on the swing-set for hours. It's the simple things that I appreciate the most. I turned on the tap and splashed my face with the cold water that streamed from it, then proceeded back down the hall and into the living room, sitting between Mitch and Kirstie on the couch.
"How're you feeling?" Mitch asked, brushing my hair out of my face and tucking it behind my ear.
"A little out of it, I guess." I replied, snuggling up to him as Kirstie switched on Frozen and brought my dinner over to me.
Halfway through the film, Mitch wrapped his arm around me as I began to doze off, closing my eyes and falling into a light sleep. At around 11pm I felt Scott scoop me up and carry me up the stairs to my bedroom. He tucked me in bed and kissed my forehead, whispering "goodnight" as he tiptoed out of the door, leaving me alone with my thoughts.
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PTX Adoption (#PTXtoNZ)
FanfictionI lay on my bed, thinking about my life and they way everything turned out. I remembered that one night, where everything changed, and now, I'm stuck here.
