I'm sorry //adopted by pete wentz//

All at once

^^^the title doesn't have much to do with the chapter I just couldn't think of any thing else and the song came on shuffle so yeah. Song is All at once by the fray if you care.
Also I realized I spelt my own characters name wrong so I went back and fixed that...  I'm such an idiot.
Tell me if you see any mistakes I'll try to fix it.

Phoenix Elizabeth Wentz

I stare out the window on the way to the house. Looking at the beautiful California skyline at sunset. Its a sight I've never seen before. The time difference is getting to me a little but its okay I don't sleep like a regular person anyways. We drive pass a small town, then pass a park. The car turns into a gated community with house that a far apart and they're all huge. Pete then turns into a long driveway leading towards their house, well our home I guess. The car comes to a stop infront of large, beautiful, brick house. The two adult unbuckle their seatbelts gesturing for me to do the same. I also unbuckle the sleeping Bronx from his booster seat.
"I'll get him, you can get out grab one of your bags and follow us in" pete says.
I nod getting out of the car while Meagan picks up a sleeping Saint out of his car seat. I grab my back back and put it on and head to the back of the car where pete popped the trunk. I grab one bag and go to grab the other but then Meagan stops me.
"Hon, both those bags a probably twice your weight and size. We can come back for that one later." She whispers so she doesn't wake up the boys and smiles.
Even though I know I can carry both a smile slightly and nod. I follow her and Pete up the pathway to the door. Pete unlocks the door and walks inside smiling, waiting for me to come in.
"We'll give you the grand tour later right now we'll lead you to the living room and you can place your stuff down and we'll put the boys in their rooms. The living room is right down here. " he announced walking From the foyer into a beautiful living space.

They push me inside and tell me to sit down. They then go to the stairs at the opposite end of the room and go up to where I'm assuming the boys rooms to be. I put my suitcase in a empty corner, out of the way, and put my back back out of it. I bend down and take my phone out of my bag slipping it into my back pocket. I then go sit in the couch waiting for the couple to come back down the stairs.

"Okay Phoenix none of the guest rooms, or your room are actually put together at this moment so is it okay if you sleep on the uh couch" Meagan began softly.
I go to answer but then pete cuts me off.
"Or we could blow up an air mattress, or we can take Bronx in our room tonight and you sleep I'm there" pete says quickly and awkwardly.
"No, the couch is perfect its already more comfortable than my old bed" I say quietly.
I'm given a look of pity but I shrug it off.
"Okay well I'll show you to the bathroom, you can take your suitcase, so you can shower and change while Pete brings the rest of the bags in and I fix your bed" Meagan says tiredly but sweet.
I nod and pick up my bag, following Meagan to the downstairs bathroom.
"Just shout if you need anything honey,  towels are in this cupboard" Meagan notes softly.
I nod and she walks out going straight to the hall closet as I close and lock the door behind her.

I fiddle with the shower nozzle and finally get it to turn on. I undress as I wait for it to heat up, avoiding the mirror, I notice I have began crying. Its not that I don't want to be here, no I love it here and I'm incredibly grateful but I don't deserve it. It hits all at once and the tears come faster.  I dont even know why im crying. I open my bag,  through blurry eyes and grab all my bathroom stuff, as I grab my soaps I hear a ping on the ground. My blade. I can't, not now its too risky in a bathroom that's foreign. I ignore the strong urge to drag the blade on my skin and get in to the shower, bringing my soaps of course. As I'm doing all the washing up I absent mildly pick at my scars on my stomach and thighs. I only notice this when I almost started picking at my wrist, and the blood mixing with the water, I stop myself and stop as much blood as possible. I get out getting dressed into black, gray and,  white leggings, baggy long sleeve black shirt with silver stripes, and grey socks while brushing the rats nets that is my long, brown hair. I quickly take my medicines as silently as possible. I zip up my bag and walk out catching part of Pete's and Meagans conversation.