Little Runaway (1D Adoption Story)

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Andie's (Andrea) pov:

I dreamed about my mother, I couldn't stop thinking about the way she pleaded my father not to shoot. But he looked at her and did it anyways, he looked at her gorgeous blue eyes and probably didn't even wince.

''Please, don't,''

''Please, don't,''

''Please, don't''

Their love was real, but why didn't it work out?

He cheat, she cheat, they both cheated, put me in the middle.

She died, he ended up in jail, and I ran away.

It's so hard to believe that the worst things are possible,

Everything's possible.

The one day you say 'I love you' the next day you fight.

The one day you go to school and the next day you run away.

The one day you're in America and the next day you're in England.

The one day you have a family and in a matter of a few seconds you don't.

All alone, in a big city.

I wait for the train in the underground subway.

''One last stop untill destination is reached.''

Thankgod I didn't get caught.

Or so I thought..

''Ticket please?''

What do I do?

''I, uh, I..'' I stutter, I can feel my cheeks burn.

''Can I have your ticket please?'' The conductor repeats, his hand held out.

I shake my head.

''I will have to call the police.'' He says.

''No! Please, don't!''

If the police come they'll bring me to their office so my parents can pick me up, the problem is I don't have parents so I'll be put into an orphanage!

''And why is that?''

''Because I lost my ticket.. Someone stole it!''

''I've had enough of those lies, you're coming with me.''

20 minutes pass by, they seem to be hours.

Why the f*** did I want to travel by train in the first place? It's like I pleaded to getting arrested.

I get brought to the near by police station, it was the most awkward ride ever. The officer kept checking me in the mirror, and I couldn't do anything but notice him looking and make eye contact.

I tried to avoid eye contact but I couldn't!

He even tried starting a conversation with me,

''How old are you?''

...

''Well?''

...

''Twelve.''

''You're going the wrong way for a 12 year old.''

''I didn't buy a train ticket, woah, put me in juvy for this.'' I mumble sarcastically, but soon after realize that might not have been the smartest thing to do.

''We will have to call your pa-''

''My parents are out of town.'' I cut the officer off.

''And I'm guessing someone was watching you untill then?''

''Yeah, my grandma, but she can't come here because her legs are in bad condition. I can walk myself.''

He sighs and parks the car.

We walk into the police station, ''you can sit here and call your grandmother now,'' he instructs.

I take a good look at him, how old is this guy? He's got a lot of grey hear, a big moustache and wears his pants quite high.

I'm guessing he's about 50.

''I-I.. I don't have a grandmother..''

I've got myself in deep trouble today.

He raised his big fat grey eyebrow, waiting for me to explain.

Might as well come clear now.

~~~~

''Hello Mrs. Suzy, this is Andrea she'll be staying with you guys from now on.''

Great!

I'm being put into an adoption center.

This feels so stupid,

being on sale.

We're all basically on sale, waiting for someone to 'buy' us, take us home and treat us well.

We're craving for love and 'parents'.

It feels ridiculous.

I need to get out of here.

''Andrea, this is your room, and these are your room mates.''

3 Girls wave at me, 2 blondes and one with jet black hair.

''Girls this is Andrea, she's new here, treat her nice!'' Mrs. Suzy leaves the room.

Great just leave me here.

''Hi, nice to meet you Andrea. I'm Bethany!'' Says the blonde one with brown hair.

''And I am Sophia.'' The blonde one with green eyes says.

''And I'm Jane.'' The one with black hair says.

They each shake my hand, ''so tell us a bit about yourself.''

I sit on the bed that's now mine, ''well,'' I mumble quietly.

''I am Andrea Elizabeth Rose Miller, I turned 12 yesterday and ehm.. I like to skate.''

''Oh happy late birthday!'' They say in unison.

''So now we can introduce ourselves properly,'' Bethany exclaims, ''As you know I'm Bethany, 15 years old, and I dance and sing.''

''I am Sophia, I am also 15 years old and I also dance and sing.''

''I am Jane, I am 14 years old and I also dance and sing.''

They're like a girl popband.

So mainstream..

''Oh well that's cool..'' I trail off.

''KIDS LUNCH IS READY!''