Finally Wanted ( Brendon Urie adopts )

chapter 1

*this whole book is a trigger warning *

Abby's parents have always been on drugs, not just one of them all of them anything they can get their hand on it been that way since she was born when she was turning 4 her friends were wondering why she wasn't having a party she told them that her mom didn't want them over so she could have her candy a teacher overheard that and she talked to Abby but didn't tell her what about the teacher saw the bruises and didn't let Abby go home the cops were called and found Abby's parents smoking weed when they walked in (  it is illegal where they are ) and took Abby to orphanage without her taking anything from her home as soon as the cops left she was hit and shoved to the floor crying a young lady comes out and tries to save her but it doesn't work she gets slammed to the floor Abby get picked up and dragged to her new room and is beaten to the point she is almost dead all Abby could think in her head was that she hoped it was the end because if she survived she knew it would happen all the time. She was on the floor half dead older girls were crying because of how young Abby was not crying because she couldn't she could move a muscle in her body

TIME SKIP 2 YEARS LATER
Abby's POV

I'm finally 6 years old at least that's what I'm told by my foster mom the only good one I have had in 2 years all the other once have been hell with never-ending beatings but they were moving and couldn't take me with them because they were moving out of the country I knew I was going back to the orphanage  so I was spending every moment trying to be happy while I was there I was ok but I should be great I'm 6, not 42 and my life already sucks

TIME SKIP 7 YEARS
Abby's POV

I'm 13 not that it matters just counting down the years till I can leave this place I am going to get out tonight but only for a little bit because if I run away they will send me back and beat me worse so yeah I have a phone that I bought with my own money from performing on the streets with the guitar that my dad got for me when I lived with him for a while but I had to come back I turn on my phone and plug in my earbuds they are the only thing keeping me alive, I swear hitting shuffle casual affair by panic! At the disco comes on when I'm interrupted by my "caretaker" called "dinner" I knew I wouldn't get anything she never feeds me but I still went down she sends me back upstairs and I grab my razor it is the only reason I don't cry anymore it shows the weakness and then I get beat more so I cut suicide wouldn't work theirs too many people around the only person that cares is my best and only friend at school but they took me out of school because they didn't want me telling people I haven't seen my friend for 3 years I go to bed every night not knowing if I'm going to wake up in the morning but also not caring if I do or don't at 9 all the kids go to sleep at 10 all the caretakers go to sleep and at 10:30 I quietly sneak out with my guitar I got to this local performance area that turns into a bar type thing at night but kids are still allowed till a certain age I go up to the stage not being able to see any of the faces with all the spotlights but I was used to that I sing oh glory! by Panic! At the disco

Oh, glory!
Oh, glory!
There is room enough in paradise
To have a home in glory!
Jesus, my all, to heaven is gone
To have a home in glory!
He whom I fix my hopes upon
To have a home in glory!

Oh, glory!
Oh, glory!
There is room enough in paradise
To have a home in glory!

His track I see and I'll pursue
To have a home in glory!
The narrow way 'til Him I view
To have a home in glory!

Oh, glory!
Oh, glory!
There is room enough in paradise
To have a home
To have a home in glory

I finish fading out of the last note and everyone stands up clapping I'm shocked I collect the money from my guitar case and walk out I feel someone grab my arm I turn around in shock I can't see who it is because it's so dark but the voice sounded so familiar it almost sounded like Brendon Urie but I was too scared I ripped my arm away and said " what do you want " you can hear the fear in my voice " you look really young to be out here by yourself do you need ride" this is my chance to get away from him so I say "yeah" we start walking to the car but I'm not that stupid he gets in and starts the car as he sits down I start to run I knew the route because of how many times I have been here and I hear the car behind me I'm running as fast as I can when I get to the orphanage I climb in the window and see the car drive away I lay in bed when I hit my arm and my scars start to bleed I wrap it up and fall asleep the next morning I wake up at 6 am to do the dishes and make breakfast even though I can't have any I ate a little last night so I should be good for at least 2 weeks I'm used to it by now so it doesn't bother me I am 84 pounds after I'm done I wake everyone up and go to my room to listen to panic! when my caretaker calls me down I assume its to get beat so I quickly put on my Panic! At the disco shirt long sleeve to cover the scares and black to cover the blood and my ripped jeans and my black converse I, of course, had to buy the clothes myself I quickly run downstairs expecting to get a slap in the face for not doing something right I instead see a tall man's back and all I can think us oh boy this again.