Adopted by the Hunters.

3

Maya's POV:

1 slash, 2 slash, 3 slash.

I watch as blood flows from my wrist into the sink and more tears leave my eyes

I continue to slash my wrists with the knife and I take a match, I light it for a while before blowing it out and pressing it to my skin
I hiss at the pain but continue doing it for ages

I wash the blood off and hide everything before bandaging my wrist up and putting a white wool sweater on

I walk out and go downstairs seeing my mom and Shawn a sat down with Lucas watching a movie

I turn around and go back to my room laying in bed. I go on my phone reading positive things but nothing helps

"Maya" my moms voice calls out

She opens the door and I look at her
"Yeah" I ask and she gives a sad smile

"I just got a call, your birth father has passed away a while ago his funeral is today, do you want to go" she tells me and I look at the bed sheets

"Yes. Even I he wasn't there for me, he's still my father" I tell her and she nods taking out a black sleeveless dress with black heels

She hands them to me and walks out

I change into the dress and I place concealer and foundation over my new and old cuts on my wrists

I slip on the black heels and walk downstairs taking my black purse

"Ready" Shawn asks I nod and we all get in the car
Lucas sits next to me and Shawn drives

"How did he die" I ask

"He got jumped, by a big gang" Shawn tells me

"Why" I ask and he sighs

"We don't know, if you want you can ask someone there" he replies and I shake my head

We soon arrive at the funeral and we all get out
A woman comes over to us
"Are you family or friends" she asks

"She's his daughter, we're her adoptive family" mom tells her

"Oh you're Maya" she asks looking at me I nod and she smiles "when he was in hospital he wanted us to give you this, he also made me promise to tell you that he was sorry for not being there and he wants you to sing" she explains I nod taking the small box and we follow her inside the church which is nearly full

We sit at the front and I look up to the coffin
I open the box and I see baby pictures of me where he is holding me

"Who are you" someone asks I look up seeing s boy

"His daughter. Who are you" I ask and he sits besides me

"His son" he tells me and I nod "so your Maya right" he asks and I nod again

"Maya he wants you to sing this" my mom tells me handing me a paper

"Okay" I reply and I look at the song.
Hallelujah
We listen to the speeches about him and I get called up by his mother.

She goes to hug me but I shake my head moving away.

I look at the people in front of me then at the coffin.
"Everyone here has a relationship with my biological father. Even his friends had more of a relationship with him than I did. I don't know why he wanted me here or what I'm supposed to say but I'm kind of glad that he wanted me here it just proves that I wasn't completely forgotten" I say through the microphone "I have no idea if he was a good guy or a bad guy and even if he was a bad person he didn't deserve to die the way he did. No one deserves that" I add and a few people are crying "he wanted me to sing hallelujah, so that's what I'm gonna do" I finish my speech. I hear the music play and I start the song.

Once I finish they clap and I sit back down. Dad wraps an arm around me.
"Why is this hurting so much" I whisper and he rubs my shoulder.

"It always hurts even if you didn't meet him he is still your father" he tells me and wipes my cheeks.

"I didn't think it would hurt" I admit and I glance at the coffin.

I listen to the rest of the speeches and after the funeral mom hands me a tissue. I wipe my eyes with it and we start leaving.

"Maya wait" I hear someone yell I turn seeing his mother.
"Thank you for coming, it would've meant everything to him" she says

"Thought I'd be there for him" I reply

"You know you look exactly like your mom, do you want to see her" she adks and I shake my head

"I don't think going to her grave is going to help my life" I reply and she looks confused

"Grave" she asks

"My mother died when I was younger" I tell her and she shakes her head

"No she didn't, she's alive" she tells me and I look at her confused

"They told me she died she has a grave and-" I begin and she cuts me off

"What was her name" she adks

"Penelope Jones" I say and she looks shocked

"That's not your mom. Your mom's name is Danielle Morris" she tells me

"That's not possible" I tell her and I go to walk away.

"Maya please listen. Your mom is alive, she is on her way" she tells me

"Why am I supposed to believe you. I don't know who you are" I reply a bit harsher than what I meant

"Because I'm telling the truth. Your mom is alive why would I lie" she asks and I look at my adoptive mother.

"Yeah she's right here" I say taking her hand

She smiles and we walk out