Foster Home || Lashton AU

02

I have no one anymore.

My parents are dead. Both of them.

I have no family, only an aunt who hates me. She wouldn't want to take care of me. I'm basically an orphan.

Why am I not crying? My parents just fucking died! I should be crying. But I'm not. I feel like all the emotions in my body have been sucked out of me. The life in me is gone.

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*2 weeks later*

It's been nearly 3 weeks since I've been put in this orphanage.

I've done nothing at all.

I never even contacted my aunt. I don't even talk anymore.

What is wrong with me? Am I going crazy?

No, crazy is considered an emotion and I I don't have those anymore.

Am I going to die alone in here? The other kids don't even talk to me.

I wouldn't talk to me either.

I'm nobody. I'm just that kid who's parents dies in a car wreck. I am nothing.

It's true. I am going to die alone.

Alone.

Ever since I was bullied, I've always been afraid of being alone. Not having anyone they're right next to you. But I never felt alone when my parents were around, but now look at me, feeling alone in a crowded room of kids and teens, parentless. Maybe I do have an emotion. Feeling alone.

My thoughts were interrupted by a lady who worked in the orphanage.

"Mr. Irwin?" She asked softly

"Yes?" I said more cold that I thought it was be.

"Mrs. Herretia, the lady at the front desk in the main building, wants to see you." She points to the main building out the window.

I get up from my chair without saying a word and head towards the exit of the

2nd building.

Once I get to the main building I open the doors to see a huge office desk in front of me.

"Um, I'm Ashton, Ashton Irwin, um, I was called to the front desk." I ask a lady with with black hair

"Oh, ok! I'm Mrs. Herretia. You can go to my actual office and I'll be with you in a sec, Hun." She replied.

I ended up walking down the hall until I found an office with the words 'Mrs.Herretia' imprinted in the wall.

I sat down in the chair in front of a wide, wooden desk, full of papers and folders.

About two minutes later, the black haired lady walks in and shuts the doors behind her.

"Ok, Ashton, so I heard what happened to your parents, and I'm very sorry about that-" she said while sitting in her chair, "-but we have found a place in the US where we think you'll be able to stay for a while. No home here, In Australia, is willing to take you in yet, but once there is, we will have you brought back here to stay close to your...parents" she says smiling the whole time. I'm assuming she meant it as 'parents graves'.

"Okay, when I do I leave?" I answer impatiently wanting to get out of this office.

"Well, Mr.Irwin, don't you want to know what state you'll be staying in in the US?" She said sternly. I roll my eyes and slightly nod.

"Okay, you'll be staying with the Hemmings family in Arizona."

"I've never been there before."

"Well you'll be leaving tomorrow morning so I suggest you start packing your things now!" She said and walks to the door and opens it signaling me to leave.

I stand up and walk out without making eye contact with her.

I go back to the 2nd building and start packing my things. I didn't have a lot of stuff, mostly my clothes and toothbrush and my guitar. It only took about an hour and a half to pack all my things.

By the time I get done packing, it's 9:58pm so I decide to go to bed a little early.

I get my pajamas on and lay down on my bed.

Tomorrow is going to be a long day.

It only took me a couple of minutes before I was completely sound asleep.