Adopted by Twenty One Pilots 2

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"Hey Anne" Robbie kissed his sister on the cheek. She smiled, thinking about how hard it must be for him to smile at this moment in time.

"I'm ok" he told her. "It wasn't on purpose" was all he said. She knew it was. She knew that he must've gotten mad at something and let the plate "fall". She also knew that there was a broomstick right next to refrigerator. She knew that he would've never done something so stupid on accident. She also knew that she couldn't fix it even if she tried.

"You're way too smart. You know that?" He finally gave in because on the stare she was giving him.

"You can't talk, but you're thinking way too much in there" he poked her forehead with his finger.

"What kind of life is this? I know I'm supposed to be protective and positive, but Anne what do you think about when you're cutting? What goes through your mind? Why do you think those things? I can't help you. I know that. A girl your age should not be able to find sharp object and feel the need to hurt herself with them. A kid like Patrick shouldn't be feeling so hurt all the time. He can't even think right because if he does, he knows that the witch would shoot him down. Janet should've had her own family by now. She shouldn't be here cleaning up the messes that her "boss" makes her clean up. Anne I know you can't respond, but you agree with me that this isn't life like this. We aren't living."

Anne noticed a tear drop from Robbie's eye. She felt every word he was saying. She had goosebumps because he couldn't be more right. She waited for the day that someone would speak to her just like he did. Not hide things from her. Not smile through the pain. It was all true. He knew that she understood this words. Anne interlocked her fingers with Robbie's and they sat there looking at the ground.

If only someone would adopt her. If only someone would take them all in. Even Janet. Anne knew that separation wasn't an option. If one left they would all have to leave. The only problem was there was no one that wanted them. That's why they were thrown into this place. With that woman. She got payed to keep them. So they weren't leaving any time soon.

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3 weeks later

"Our first checkup together. I'm so excited. I can't wait to see the ultrasound" Jenna's blue eyes gleamed with happiness.

"I'm excited too" Tyler squeezed her hands a little tighter in his. The truth is he was terrified. His other hand was in his pocket. He dug him fingernails into the plan of his hand. It hurt, but it kept him from freaking out. He knew if he did freak out, Jenna would lose it too.

"I hate paperwork" Jenna sighed as she clicked the pen and began to fill out the papers.

"It's ok, it gives us some time to breathe" Tyler gave her a small smirk.

"Mr and Mrs Joseph, the doctor will see you now" a middle aged woman called them from behind a big glass window. She held a clipboard and offered a smile.

"Ah Mrs. Joseph" the doctor said.

"Hi Dr. Edwards. How are you?" Jenna held her stomach tightly.

"I'm doing well. You brought the father" he shook Tyler's hand excitedly. Tyler feared that his hands were sweaty and that the doctor would notice the red marks.

"Are we excited to see how the baby is doing?" Dr. Edwards said, helping Jenna up onto the table.

"Yes we are. Tyler and I have been talking non stop about this. It's just a lot to take in" she said rolling her shirt up and laying down on the table.

Dr. Edwards held a bottle with a blue gel inside of it. He squeezed a small amount on Jenna's stomach and grabbed an instrument off of his tray.

"So here we go" he said, swishing around the gel with the long tube.

"Here is the head" Jenna smiled.

"I think it's gonna have Tyler's nose" her eyes sparkled as she looked at the screen.

"And-" Dr. Edwards paused as his smile turned into a frown.

"This doesn't look right" he moved the tube around faster trying to identify what was being portrayed on the monitor.

"What's wrong" Tyler let go of Jenna's hand.

"I have to take a closer look" the doctor said, avoiding eye contact with either one of them.

"I-I'm S-Sorry" he began to stutter.

"Don't say it" Tyler said. "Please don't say anything" he kissed Jenna's forehead. She was crying too. He knew it hurt her more than it hurt him. He felt angry. It angered him to see her sad.

"It's ok Jen" he felt his eyes watering. "It's ok. We can find another way. We have another chance. It's ok" was all he repeated. This was the exact reason he was nervous about having a kid in the first place. It would pain him to see Jenna or the kid in any discomfort. Knowing that he couldn't do anything about it made him feel powerless.

"Our baby is gone" she wiped her tears. The little amount of makeup she wore smudged all over her face. "And you were so happy" she swallowed. If only she knew the things Tyler was thinking at that moment.

"We'll always have Mercy. Jen, Mercy won't leave us. She's like the kid you've always wanted. She loves you almost as much as I do. And Josh is like our kid too. Overgrown maybe, but he's always there. Don't believe for a second I'll let you feel sad. I don't have that much power in the world to things around, but I'll do whatever. Even cancel the tour" he spoke with so much passion. Even the doctor was silent. His fists were still clenched tightly, and his nails dug further.

Tyler grabbed Jenna by the hand, and took her into the car. They sat in there and cried some more. He wrapped her around in his jacket and sang to her. She enjoyed his warmth. His voice made everything better too.

Somehow this was never enough. A child would've completed this circle. A little boy or girl could be nurtured and cuddled up in between Jenna and Tyler. There had to be another way.

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Ok so this chapter was a bit longer. I had some time to myself, so I thought I would update. Also I updated my Brendon fic so show it some love. Thanks for reading.

Stay alive |-/