Adopted by Falling in Reverse (Complete)

Chapter One

Raven's P.O.V

********" Let's just drop her off her! You don't want her, I don't want her, none of our family wants her! Here is the orphanage!" A feminine voice shouts. " The last thing I ever said was I don't want her! She is a beautiful baby and I don't want her being abused like you abuse me!" A male voice shouts. " SCREW YOUR OPINION! I DON'T WANT HER AND I DON'T HER BEING A PART OF MY FAMILY WHATSOEVER! WE ARE DROPPING HER OFF HERE!!" The female voice shouted. There was a sob of a man and a slapping noise. Why do I feel like the problem here? I ask myself. I then feel like I am being picked. I feel as the person who is carrying me is sprinting. I felt myself being put down and a knock. I hear swift movements and then silence.
After a few moments, I hear a squeaking noise of a door and see a light. I feel someone picking me up. " We have another one! It's a baby! Newborn! Find a room, PRONTO!" I hear and then silence.
Then everything goes dark. I start hearing faint screams if pain. " STOP! STOP! YOU'RE HURTING ME! AAAAAAAAAHHHHH!" I hear someone scream. They sound like mine. " YOU DESERVE THIS YOU LITTLE SLUT! WHY WERE YOU EVEN BORN IN THE FIRST PLACE?!" Someone shouted.*************
"AAHHH!" I scream. ' Thank God! It was just a dream.' I think to myself. "HEY! WHAT THE HELL! I'M TRYING TO SLEEP!" My roommate, Becky, yells at me. I snarl and decide to get ready for today.

Why me? What did I do wrong? I think to myself. Maybe because I'm literally a fetus and I smoke. Idunkno. I get out of bed and go to my dresser. My dresser is tiny because I don't have a lot. Plus the caretaker doesn't like me.
I

decided to wear my Falling in Reverse shirt, my "custom" My Chemical Romance ripped skinny jeans, Black Veil Brides custom Vans, and my many many different band bracelets. I put on my usual makeup which is a little bit of eyeliner, light shade of red lipstick, and mascara. I put in my piercings which are on the cartilage of both ears, the earlobe, and a stud nose piercing. "Okay! To the café I go!" I whisper to myself.
I swiftly walk out of the orphanage and head down to the café. I get there and walk in. "Good morning, Ms. Laura!" I say as I walk into the café. "Raven, I told you to call me Laura. Anyway, good morning to you as well. You ready for your morning performance? They've been going well. You really relate to all of the people who come to see you." Laura tells me as she hands me my usual coffee. "I'm very surprised I have even gotten this far. Alternative Press called me and said they were going to interview me when they have the time. Everyone wants us to live stream the performances. Should we?" I say to Laura. "HELL YES! OMG! I will go get my laptop! You tweet it out and go tune your instruments!" Laura yells excitedly as she goes to her little office lounge thing. I laugh and do what she tells me.
"Okay. I know you do little live shows so sign in so I can get it set up." Laura tells me. I nod and sign in. " Laura, how old are you? You never told me. You don't have to tell me." I say. "Oh, sweetheart. I'm 23. I live up on the next floor. It is cheaper, though we make a lot of money. Even after we split it." She tells me. I nod and smile while continuing what I was doing.
People start filing in the café and Laura will press start soon. I get my instruments set up and wait for everyone to sit down. Everyone is settled and I'm ready. I give the thumbs up to Laura and she clicked start.
"Hello MiesMies! How are you guys today!" I ask excitedly. The reply was amazing. "Incredible now that I'm here!" A girl yells from the front. She is really pretty. Also, MiesMies is what I call my fans. "So, um, I am very unprepared, so today I am asking for you guys to give me two songs and I will perform one now, talk about life, and at the the end sing the other song. Sound good?" I ask. I get a lot of "okay"'s and " good with me"'s. "Okay, I am going to pick a random person from the audience to pick out one song and then another. Okay?" I ask. "YES!" I get back.
"Okay, let me see. Hmmmm. I pick you right there!" I say to the one girl who said she feels great around me. "Pick a song please, MieMie." I say to her. "Umm... Ohh sing I Write Sins Not Tragedies by Panic At The Disco!" She says excitedly. I nod and pick out someone else. I point to a guy with blood red hair. He chooses Miss Jackson by Panic At The Disco.
Alright let's do this!