Jinxx POV
I haven't even been here two weeks, and I might be already getting adopted.
"Line up you brats!"
Austin yelled at us.
'Finally, maybe, just maybe my saviors are here.'
I think, crossing my arms over my chest.
Austin was the one who ran the boys orphanage. Most people liked him, but I didn't. He had abused me, and raped me last week, just like my father. As for my mother, she hit me a little, but I was used to it with my dad and all. But, she killed herself when I was only seven. I don't really blame anyone for her death-she picked her own fate. As for my siblings, I'm the youngest, out of two kids including me. My brother. His name is Oliver. He's 23 and has a different story though.
The five tall men walked up the row of kids. The one guy spoke to some of the kids. Not me though.
"Around what age group are you looking for?"
Austin said.
"16-18."
Says one of them, the tallest of course.
"Ages 3-15 leave!"
Austin yelled.
There weren't really any other 18 or 19 year olds here besides me.
"What do you think boys?"
The tall one (Andy) says.
I knew it was Andy Bersack!
"I like the blond-haired one."
Says Jake.
"I like the emo one."
Says Ashley.
Christian (CC) nodes.
"Ashley! Stop using that fuck'n word!"
Andy shouts startling me.
"Language you goof!"
Jinxx says hitting Andy's hair.
"Where were we?"
Andy says.
"The boy with the black hair."
Ashley whispers.
"Uh, hang on.... what kind of music do you like kiddo?"
Andy asks me.
"Black Veil Brides. Uh....Pink Floyd."
I say.
"It's your lucky day.... pardon me... what's your name kiddo?"
Andy says.
"Charl-Jinxx. It's Jinxx."
I say.
"Well, that'll get confusing!"
Says Jinxx of corse.
"We'll deal with it. It's your lucky day. Your saviors are here. We are The Black Veil Brides!"
Andy says.
I smile.
"Were gonna adopt Jinxx here."
Ashley says.
"You'd better read his file first."
Austin says handing over a manila colored folder.
I read it out loud quietly: Jinxx Black, born July 4th 1999. Age of 18, height of 6'1", lived in California, weight 173, placed in an orphanage because of parental abuse, and rape. Mute. Trouble maker.
"Who's signing the forms?"
Austin says.
"I guess I will."
Andy says.
Andy takes the papers, reads over them and sighs.
"Go get you things brat!"
Austin says pushing me.
I look into Andy's eyes and pleaded with him, CC flashed me a smile. I grabbed by back pack and put my BVB pictures, my phone and charger, earbuds, magazine, and my journal. Lastly I grabbed my old, black Fender Stratocaster and headed down the stairs.
"Got everything kiddo?"
Andy asks.
I nod.
"I guess we can go then boys."
Says Ashley.
We walk outside to a black limo, I get excited for a while, but then I'm back to shy-boy.
I let my hair fall into my eyes as I put my seatbelt on.
The car ride is mostly quite until Jinxx decided to disturb the silence: "What's your favorite color?"
"Black. Red."
I said plainly.
"What's your favorite animal?"
Andy asks.
"Lemur."
I said again plainly.
"Favorite music?"
CC asks.
"Rock."
I say adjusting my position in the seat.
"Do you have a favorite song by us? Favorite food? Favorite celeb, favorite instrument? Favorite hobby?"
Ashley blurts.
"Whoa Ash! Let the kid breath."
Andy says.
"Knives and Pens, pizza, Andy, drums, and motocross."
I say answering all their questions at once.
"So, no guitar?"
Jake says.
"Sure. Yeah, I mean I do have one."
I say.
"You play?"
Jake says.
"Y-yeah."
"Awesome!"
CC says.
"It's good that you play an instrument Jinxx."
Andy says as Ashley nodes in agreement.
"I know."
Says Jinxx.
"Not you! Him!"
Andy says.
The rest of the car ride is quiet.🏴
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