Orphans Keep Secrets

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After letting everyone out of the house to go along with their days,I grab my keys and my purse and walk toward my bike. Every time I tell someone about my orphanage situation they get a little confused. In our orphanage most of the kids 15 and older have keys and are allowed to come and go as we please. and that is because most of us are emancipated but had siblings that had nowhere else to go. So everyone in that situation ends up here with us.

I ride my bike all the way to the mall and into the parking garage where I lock it up at the bike rack. It's almost fall and with all the money that I've been making doing peoples housework all spring and summer, I've decided to treat my self to a little shopping. I make my way to H&M with a gigantic smile on my face because the only thing that makes me smile as much as Hazel does is spending my money on myself.

I walk out of the mall four hours later with 17 bags from 5 different stores. My little escapades totaled to about $540.00 and some change but it was all worth it. I rent out a little u haul buggy and attach it to the back of my bike because there is no way in hell that me, these bags, and this bike were gonna make it back to the orphanage in one piece. By the time I get everything packed up, and start riding back it's already 3:35. Annabeth ( a 15-year-old who came to the orphanage about a year and a half ago) and Hazel should be back from park and grocery shopping by now.

I turn the corner and see the pushcart and Hazels bike on the side of the building so I already know that they are inside. I text Annabeth to open the door and to send Hazel to help me with my bags. Hearing Hazel's sweet little voice call out to me, I look up just in time to see her running down the front steps and straight at me with enough force to knock me and her back onto the sidewalks. With tears streaming down my face from laughing so hard I get up and then help her up and we take the bags inside.

We carry the bags upstairs to the girl's room and Hazel sits on my bed telling me about her day while I fold and put all my new clothes away. I only hear bits and pieces of what she was saying because all I can think about is Marcos. Today was the first day that we've seen each other since our breakup. We only looked each other in the eyes for a second but now all I can think about was the last time we ever spoke.

(Flashback)

Marcos texted me and said we needed to talk later and to meet him at our bench at 3. I was nervous because who isn't when you get that "We need to talk" text. But I pushed all my bad thoughts away and decided to start getting ready.

I did my hair really pretty and put on some light makeup. After that, I put on my favorite light wash blue jeans and a baby pink cropped halter top. By the time I was completely ready, It was still too early to leave so I ate a small breakfast and then headed out the door. Since I was already early I just decided to walk over to the bench instead of riding my bike there. As soon as I got close to the bridge where the bench was I could see Marcos pacing back and forth like something was really bothering him. Seeing him look so worried made me even more nervous but I plastered on a fake smile and walked up to him.

I said "Hey baby" before giving him a hug. He let go to way too soon and said a low "Hey" accompanied with a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes. I asked if he wanted to go sit and he silently nodded before turning around and going to sit down. After we sat, I could feel so much tension in the air so I decided to speak up.

"So babe... What did you want to talk about" I said with a sweet tone of voice

"Chanelle. What are we doing?" He wouldn't even look at me.

"We're two people in love sitting on a bench talking to each other" I cooed toward him, placing my arm on his forearm.

He pulled away from me and stood up without warning. He mumbled something and I couldn't hear what he had said.

"Marcos I couldn't hear you. What did you say?"

"I said I don't love you anymore Chanelle"

I felt my heart drop to the bottom of my stomach and my vision started to get blurry but I refused to let my tears fall.

"Marcos...You can't mean that" I sadly chuckled trying to get him to take it back. "Please tell me you don't mean that!" By the time that I let out my last few words, I was choked up and trying not to break down.

" I'm sorry Chanelle." He whispered out.

I started screaming at him while sobbing "You still love me! I know you still love me! You can't just do this to me, Marcos!" I dropped to the ground, hugging my knees bawling my eyes out. I sat on the ground and whimpered out "Please...Please don't leave me."

He looked at me with pity in his eyes and walked away. He left me without even saying one word...

(Back To the Present)

"Nelle Bells?"

Snapping back to reality, I realized that I had a few tears rolling down my face and quickly wiped them away.

"C'mon Haze, let's go back downstairs."

A/N

This chapter was written at 12 am and I wouldn't be surprised if there were spelling and grammatical errors. All of these chapters are prewritten so they won't be spellchecked for a couple days. Anyways

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