Adopted By Dean Ambrose(ON HOLD)

Chapter 1

*Bree's P.O.V*

"Loser! They are not gonna pick you, your to ugly for a family!" Brittany screamed.  Brittany is Miss. Popular, she gets everything she wants. 

She hates me so I barely get food every week. I don't even get fed everyday! This place makes me sick to the stomach, that and the fact I had food poison a couple of weeks ago! 

"Brianna, go get dressed in something nice!" Katheryn, the home social worker demanded. 'This isn't nice enough?' I snapped back, ready to get slapped but I just got a push of the stairs. 

"I don't have any nice clothes!" I screamed over the rail. "Well borrow something from Dinah!" She shouted. I walked to Dinah's room at the end of the hall and knocked.

"Dinah can I borrow some nice clothes, Kathy won't let me wear this?" I pleaded through the door. She opened her door and basically through an outfit at me. "Thanks!" I whispered as I was walking back to my room.

Closing the door to my room, I put the clothes on my bed and started stripping. She had given me a red Boohoo Bandue Dress and some camouflage combat heels. I put a spiked snap-back with the outfit to make it look more bad ass and a small jacket to cover the bruises on my arm, shoulders, and chest.  

 By the time, I got down-stairs the guest was already sitting in the living room. "Its about time! Put these earrings with that dress and take off that ugly hat." Kathryn demanded. 

"First, this hat was given to me by my aunt, so you can go fuck yourself on that one. And I'm allergic to fake ass jewelry!" I sat down on the couch, with all eyes on me. 

"Don't even worry about her, she is a trouble-maker so I doubt she'll be the right kind of daughter you want. But Brittany she fits that description perfectly!" She cheered. Everyone always cheers for Brittany. 

Brittany this. Brittany that. 

"Can I go to my room please?" I asked, already feeling like I need to die 

"No, your gonna watch someone ELSE go home with this lovely man." She rubbed his chest in a flirting manner.  I wanted to punch her in the face so bad, but I didn't. "Hit me little girl! Hit me!" Katheryn got in my face and started screaming. 

For once I wasn't gonna let her talk to me like I was a piece of shit. I'm tired of people talking to me like that. I was gonna stand up to her until she just slapped me across the face.  I got up out of the chair and just walked off. 

I walked into the kitchen out of sight but I could still here them. "Sorry for that explosion, I never do-" "Can I interview her?" The mystery guy asked. "Sure, Brittany your going home!" She screamed up the stairs. 

"AAHH! REALLY?" Brittany shrieked, almost falling down the stairs. I was laughing so hard tears were coming out of my eyes.

"I was talking about the girl in the red dress, the one you slapped! The guy was being a smart ass, it was cool. I froze as soon as I knew he was talking about me.

I cautiously walked into the main living area afraid of hat was gonna be said. "You.. You want to interview her?" Katheryn scoffed. The guy just nodded like she stupid. "By the way, I'm Jonathan!" He greeted. 

I waved and sat down in my original spot. "I'm Brianna but call me Bree!" 

"Well Bree, why would you want out of this.... this... hell, I guess?" He couldn't find the right word to describe this place but I'm pretty sure it's worse than hell.

"Just like you said.. it's hell." I replied in a serious tone. Katheryn was looking at me like  "You better not tell!" I rolled my eyes at her then laughed because of the face she made.