Zero Fujita POV
Tuesday, December 12th 2017
3:44 PMI rub the cut on my cheek.
"Great" I mumble.
Ross and his friends got me today. Luckily today they didn't beat me up that bad. Just a cut and a few bruises on my stomach.
I walk up to stairs to my home. The Adoption Center : JOYFUL KIDDOS. I sigh as I walk in hearing a few sweet voices saying hello to me. I don't mind them although.
I go to my room and place my bookbag by my desk and I lay on my back on my uncomfortable bed. I start to cry into my Hollywood Undead hoodie.
Nobody could love you Zero!
Don't you think I know that!
I know I should always remind you idiot!
Whatever.
Why don't you cut yourself you ugly fat pig!
My tears get hotter as Johnny speaks into my ear meanly. I start coughing, only because of the tears.
Didn't you hear me pig?
Yes I did Johnny!
Then why aren't you?
Because I am just.... I just don't feel like it okay!
TO BAD YOU FUCKING EMO PIECE OF SHIT!
I sit up and go over to my desk. Pulling a drawer out to see a shiny razor blade. I pick it up and roll up my sleeve. But before I could add a new cut onto my ruin skin there is a knock on my door. I hurry to put my razor away and close the drawer. As I go to my door I roll down my sleeve.
I open to see a white hair male with angelic blue eyes with one of the most happiest faces I have ever seen in my 15 years of living.
"Hello?" I say. My Australian accent kicking in.
"Hi! Are you Zero Fujita?" The male asks cheerfully.
I nod yes, confusion filling me.
He smiles even more. God how much can this male smile?
"Hi I am Viktor Nikiforov! I am soon to be your father!"
If I was drinking something I would have choked.
I move over so he could come in. IS THIS REAL LIFE?"O-Oh!" I mumble.
"Sorry you couldn't meet your other father. He is sick right know!" Viktor cheers sadly. Two dad's.
"It's fine I guess.." I mumble once again. I nuzzle my head into my hoodie.
"So, what do you want to know about me?" He ask.
"Why are you Adopting me?" Was the only thing I could ask. I don't mean to sound ungrateful but, it question.
His eyes seem a bit surprise. But his face emotion keeps that smile.
"Well, I honestly don't know why. My husband had his eyes on you. You just seem so lonely." He says. Making me flush a bit.
"So tell me something about you?"
I sigh.
"My name is Zero like the Number showing people that I give 0 fucks what people care." I smirk. Good job Zero.
Viktor laughs nervously.
"Oh wow. You very funny." He says sacredly.
Viktor and Me seem to talk forever. Well for a 3 hours to be correct.
"Well, Zero! I'll be over tomorrow to come and pick you up! And take you to your new home! Alright!" He says happily hugging me.
For once I feel somewhat loved by someone. I hug back keeping myself from crying.
Viktor slips away and disappears. For the rest of the night all I was doing was packing.
No lies I happy for the first time since my parents died which was 13 years ago. I miss them.
-Flashback-
My mom looks at me, her green eyes with a mix of purple looking into mine. Along with my father which had me on his strong shoulders.
His eyes on my mom and I held his brown hair.-
Flashback ends-
Tears fell out of my magical (is what some say) eyes. All I felt. Sadness. I just wanted to die. I miss them.
But know I got Viktor and I believe his name is Yuuri.
I barely even know them. And they barely even know me.
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Aye, I'm pretty proud.
This story is going to get pretty depressing.
But I am proud here listen to this to cheer your life up :

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