Lexi's POV
I wake up sweating and panting after having another one of my never ending nightmares. They are all the same one of my fifth birthday. That was the first time my dad raped me. I remember it like it was yesterday. How I was feeling. Thinking I wanted to die.
I was interrupted from my thinking by a knock at the door. "Come in!" I yelled. The person walked in and it was my foster mother, Rebecca. She hates me and idk why.
"Get your stuff. You're leaving, someone's here to adopt you" She said angrily while throwing the few items I own into a bag messily.
"Okay? Can I meet them? Where are they?" I questioned.
"In the living room." She said.
I ran into the living room to see a guy who looked to be about 20 sitting on a couch by himself. "Hi you must be Alexia. I'm Drew" he said while smiling.
"I liked to be called Lexi." I mumbled shyly.
"Okay! Are you ready?" He asked very excitedly. As if on cue in walked Rebecca with my little duffle bag of things.
She acted kind and sweet in front of Drew like she always does in front of other people. "Goodbye sweetheart, we are going to miss having you around here."
I just nodded and followed Drew out to his car. He opened the passenger door for me and closed it once I was in. He threw my bag in the back before climbing into the drivers side and starting the car.
Once he pulled away we started to get to know each other better. "You can call me Drew for now and then when you're ready you can call me dad. I live by myself so I have an extra room that you can have. We will buy some furniture and paint it any color you want so until your room is ready you can sleep in my room and I will sleep on the couch."
"I can sleep on the couch." I replied feeling bad for making him sleep on the couch.
"No. You are gonna sleep in my room. It's not a big deal."
"Okay." I said not wanting to argue.
"You can meet my family and friends next week sometime once you get settled in"
"Alright."
After a few minutes in silence I asked the questions I've been wanting to ask since I first saw him. "Why did you choose me? Your not gonna hurt me right?"
"There's something special about you and wether you see that or not is up to you and I would never in a million years even think about hurting you." He responded.
I didn't have time to reply because by that time we had pulled up to a small, two story, house. "Your house is cute." I said excitedly.
"It's yours too now." he replied just as excited. He grabbed my bag and lead me up the front porch and to the door. Drew unlocked it and lead me inside. We walked in and to the left was a living room. To the right was a small staircase and right in front of us was a wall.
He put my bag on the stairs and lead me through the living room and into the kitchen. In the kitchen there was a sliding glass door and out in the backyard I can see a small porch that leads onto he beach.
We walked outside and onto the porch and say down at a small, circular, wooden, table. He asked me why I asked if he would hurt me so I told him about my past. Immediately after I was done, he picked me up, placed me in his lap, and hugged me.
After talking for a little longer about my favorite things and activities he told me it was time for me to go to bed because it was already 9:30. He carried me upstairs and pointed out the bathroom on the way to his room.
He laid me down, tucked me in, kissed my head, and said goodnight. I fell asleep not too long after.
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