Willow

Chapter 20

Willow's POV:
I was shaken awake by Abby who had already made her bed.
"Heyo sleepy head! Sorry for the rude awakening, but Mrs Johnson needs you downstairs in half and hour," she explained. Rubbing my eyes, I sat up and yawned sleepily. Going to the bathroom, I quickly went in the shower and got dressed. My hair quickly air dried and I don't bother with makeup cause I'm already fabulous as f***. Joking.
"Hey Willow!" Mrs Johnson exclaimed.
Wow Jesus she's excited.
"Hey," I replied.
"So today I would like you to meet a couple who visited us last night whilst the other kids were eating dinner. They already met everyone, and wanted to meet you before making their decision."
"Oh ok," I replied before going back upstairs.

Abby's POV:
"Willow?" I called gently, before opening the door. She was propped up on some pillows on her bed. Looking up, she looked at me questioningly.
"Mrs Johnson wants you," I replied. Nodding, she stood up and walked into the meeting room, earphones in her ears.

Willow's POV:
"Willow?" Mrs Johnson called.
"Here," I shouted back as I entered the room. I walked in and saw Mrs Johnson with a middle aged couple.
"This is Jeremy and Eliza!" She explained.
"Ok," I nodded whilst sliding into a seat.
"Hey there Willow!" Jeremy exclaimed.
They looked through my files, without a word.
"We'll take her," Eliza muttered. I had a bad feeling about them.
"I'm not an object for sale, you know," I muttered.
"Pardon?" Jeremy asked.
"Nothing."
I headed upstairs and began packing. Abby walked in and asked,"What are you doing?"
"Packing," I murmured.
"Running away already?" She joked.
"Leaving. Couple want me," I sighed.
"Really! That's amazing!" She exclaimed happily.
"No. They treat me like an object."
She said nothing but waked over to her bed and wrote something. Before I left, I hugged her tightly. I felt her slip something in my back pocket as I waved her goodbye. A single tear slipped down my face as we drove away.
"Stop crying!" Eliza shouted.
"What?" I asked, shocked.
"Stop. Crying!"
I grumbled in reply and slid further down in my seat. We drew up outside of a bleak looking building. It was an apartment building with 9 floors.
"Get your own bags," Jeremy said, handing my suitcase and backpack to me.
"Fine," I sighed and stepped into the elevator. Eliza pressed the button labelled '8' and the rickety, old elevator begun moving upwards. We arrived on the floor and stepped through a door. I was hit with the smell of alcohol and cigarettes and the floor was littered with rotting take away cartons and beer bottles. Wrinkling my nose in disgust, I picked my way through the dirty floor and found a room labelled 'new 'persons room'. Nice welcoming.
"Go and unpack. Don't leave," Jeremy grunted. Sighing, I entered the room and on entering, I heard the door lock click. They locked me in!
"What the f***?" I muttered, glancing around at my surroundings. A dirty, very used bed sat in one corner with a small set of drawers next to it. Flicking the light switch, I noticed that it didn't work, it just flickered. I unpacked my things into the drawers and put my small blanket in the drawer too. Only getting it out at night would be the best idea. Grabbing my phone, I played some games before texting Elliot.

W: El. I have been adopted by some f****** psychopaths.
E: What?
W: They locked me in a dirty room with a flickering light and no bed sheets
E: I don't know what to do baby. I'll always be here to talk though xx
W: Thanks babe. S*** they're coming. Talk tomorrow xx
E: Bye ❤️

The lock clicked and they walked in with handcuffs, a small, half empty water bottle and an apple. Strapping the handcuffs on me, Eliza placed the water and apple on the drawers, whilst Jeremy lead me to the small bathroom. He unlocked the handcuffs and let me use the bathroom. When I had done, he handcuffed me again and locked me in my bedroom. I ate the apple and drank the water before Eliza entered my room again.
"Tomorrow, you'll start work," she smirked.
"What?" I asked.
"Night!" She yelled before locking the door and flipping off the light. Grabbing my blanket, I fumbled around for my pyjamas. Changing, I crawled into the shaky bed and went instantly to sleep. I was so tired. Wondering what 'work' I was would have to do, I drifted off to sleep.
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This ones for Micca (Melissa) SeriouslyUnSocial
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