met·a·noi·a
ˌmetəˈnoiə/
noun
change in one's way of life resulting from sorrow or regret for having done wrong.
I grew up being used. I had no family or home. I met someone who promised to take care of me for my appearance in return. I was given mon...
a/n: for some reason i feel like an updating machine. like seriously i probably would've already had this chapter written but I went to a basketball game at my school so yeah but anyways enjoy the chapter because we're finally getting into the good stuff. lots of love, ash ❤❤
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I looked in the mirror as the sun dress laid on my body. Shivers ran lightly down my spine as goosebumps filled my arms. This was it. I was going to meet my parents.
"You look cute" Steph said as she stepped out the bathroom running her fingers through her short blonde locks.
"Thank you" I said as I flattened down the skirt some more. I wondered what they would look like. Maybe my Dad would have hazel eyes just like me and my mom with the same long brown hair. Maybe I got my beauty from the both of them or maybe I was just a spitting image of my mom with some of my Dad in me.
"What are you gonna say?" she asked as she flipped on the bed holding a magazine that oddly enough had me on the front of it over how I have apparently gone missing.
"I'm not sure yet" I mumbled as I looked at her through the reflection of the mirror.
"Yellow looks good on you" she said as I moved to the window.
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"I better get going" I didn't feel like talking very much. I grabbed my purse as I lightly nodded at her and walked out of the building.
"TAXI!" I yelled as the yellow car stopped as I hopped in the backseat. I looked at the busy streets as I told him the address and he drove off. The drive was about 25 minutes and we finally pulled up in front of a small white house. It was on top of a hill and as I paid the man and stepped out you could see all the busyness of Vegas below us. My heels scuffed against the stone walkway to the front porch. As I knocked it was cut off as the large red door swung open.
"Please come in" a short brunette woman tugged me into the entry hall as she held me in her arms. Her hand rubbed down my hair as she let out happy chuckles.
"My God your so beautiful" she said as she pulled me into the living room.
"Peter look who it is" a tall brunette as well stood smiling.
"Well would you look at that it's our Vegas peach herself" he collected me into his arms and I smiled as I smelled cherries. It was so familiar.
"Dereck get down here and greet your kid sister" a boy that looked almost identical to me sauntered down the steps.
"My oh my" he said as he smiled at me.
"Please sit" Laura my mom said as she pushed me down to the couch.
"So how have you been?" she asked as she sat next to me but I ignored the question.
"Why did you leave me at the hospital?" I asked and she looked to my Dad then back to me.
