Who We Are: 001

-C: 3-

I saw light next.

Then a gasp arose.

"She's awake she's awake oh my god-"

A few tears dripped down onto my face and I opened my eyes up again. And there she was.. a woman with braided blonde hair and I softly ran my hair down it. I looked up at her eyes and gasped softly as I watched her eyes glow, they were like mine. I looked over at the man who was to be my father who was brunnette with a scruffy beard and bright blue eyes. I quickly realized that my mother and father were standing.

Thats when I realized I had been adopted.

Despite the anger that laid behind my eyes for whoever just gave me up I grabbed my mothers thumb and gently put it in my mouth and started to purr softly and closed my sleepy eyes. I hugged her thumb because as it had seemed I was always very small no matter who my parents had been nor how healthy I was. It was just a trait I carried in my genes.

I never thought they were very important and I had taken them a bit for granted if I was completely honest with myself.

As I grew up with them I had only reached four years old with an older brother that had apparently disapeared when I had arrived or before then I suppose. After awhile I had walked into the kitchen to ask my mother if she was alright seeing as how before I heard my mother screaming in her room and crying. I never understood why so I kept playing with my toys. Originally I had heard something about a surgery but I didn't think that was right because neither my mother or father liked hospitals at all. They never trusted them and again I never knew as to why. But all I know is that one day we were all on the way home from breakfast. And thats when my mother started screaming. 

I just sat there dumbfounded and blank.

I never had liked her.

Or had saw any importance in liking her.

I was just always filled with something. The third emotion I had felt. Anger. I had just been fueled with it so much that I had kinda just passed out and layed in the backseat of the car. It only felt like a few minutes but what happened to be hours later, I awoke to something odd.

I awoke to cry of.. something.

Desparity maybe?

I couldn't see much and the room just looked like a ball of ligt before I sat up and rubbed my head for a moment and looked down. And suddenly all that anger disapeared. I saw my mother, tired and sweaty, holding a small baby boy. His white hair reminded me of the clouds of heaven and what really made me smile was his eyes.

They were mine.

And I picked him up and just held him and just knew I had to protect him whatever life I was in. No matter if I was across the ocean or in some prison I would be there for him. Because even if I really wasn't their family, I knew now that they truely did want to protect me. And him. I got to name him that day and I named him after the stars and my mother completely agreed.

Orion.

That was his name.

He was the best little brother he would do everything with me. THe sun would set far away on the oppisite side of the world and he would still come with me. I had talked to my mother a few years later and I had realized something I hadn't before.

I was on this earth to bless someone.

I had never realized that person was her.

I had turned a woman who was born with the inability to have any sort of children and whos son became a miscarriage into a woman who produced a son and has another one on the way. I had somehow brought that miscarriaged child back and into my mother and made it so that she wsa able to have two angels now there for her. The thing was, I knew she had been an angel. But she gave it all up to fall in love with somebody who was completely against her. And I thought that was.. amazing.

But it only made the lonely sense corrupt my mind again as I begun thinking of Weston with every second I had t think about him. My mind filled itself with fears that i'd never find him or that it was just a dream or-

*thump*

And I fell back suddenly.

"Oh my- I'm so-"

His green eyes met my odd ones and we stared for the longest time.

"Weston?"