"I'm sorry!" I yelled at my dad after he slapped me across the face leaving my cheek stinging "I hope you fucking die!" He kept on yelling shit at me while he did the usual; slap, kick, pull my hair, and shove me to the wall. I finally felt the kicking stop, and then there were sirens. I started to panic a little "what the fuck!?" I heard my dad say, he looked a little scared but very confused "you little bitch did you call them!?" He yelled at me "n-no" I say a little sob escaping. He quickly curled his fingers into my arm pulling me into my closet "shut the hell up" he demanded through gritted teeth as he shut the door. I did as told trying my best not to cry or scream for help.
I heard the door being kicked open "search the room" I heard a voice order and then there were footsteps. The door was suddenly pulled open and a police held his gun out "step out of the room! Hands up!" The police officer demanded, my father didn't put up a fight but instead held me close, but before I knew it there was a blade touching my neck "I would drop the guns if you want her to live!" My dad threatened, the police looked at each other nervously before carefully placing the guns on the floor "good now kick them over to me! Now!" My dad yelled again relaxing his grip on the blade a little.
A cop (woman) came over to us holding her gun while sliding it over to my dad, before anything could happen she picked up her gun and shot my dad in the knee "hands up!" The police officer said grabbing his gun and pointing it to my dad while he laid on the floor, I started crying as the same cop who shot my dad came over to me "c'mon sweetheart" she said soothingly pulling me away from the scenario.
She took me in her car and we drove to some place I didn't even know, we were in the drive through of McDonalds and she ordered something I couldn't make out, "sweetie what would you like to drink?" She asked smiling "sweet tea please" I say returning a little smile. I was starting to find interest in my fingers as I fiddled with them "what's your name?" She asked trying to end the silence we were in "Katey (pronounced; cat-e) Juarez" I said looking up a little "okay Katey, we are going to head back to the police station so we can see where you'll end up at" she said putting the McDonalds bag in between us "o-okay" I say trying to sound a little happy.
*at police station*
"Alright, I hope you like the chicken nuggets they have there and here's your sweet tea" she said after she took me to a room with a table and a light over us. The windows were dark so we couldn't see through them "so tell me about yourself darling" she said taking a bite from her burger "I'm 11 years old, I haven't gone to school since I graduated 5th grade, and my birthday is October 15th, I listen to bands but I also listen to solo singers" I say before taking a sip of my sweet tea "alright, well can you tell me why your covered in cuts and bruises" she asked setting her pen down taking another bite from her burger "um, my parents got divorced and they abuse me cuz they think I'm the reason they got divorced" I say taking a bite from my nuggets dipping them in ketchup as well "I see, do you have any family here?" She asked jotting down the last sentence before looking up at me "all of my family is in Mexico, and I never knew my real dad" I say looking down while chewing my nugget "okay darling, well I guess we'll have to put you in a adoption center" she said sighing.
I looked at her with worry written all over my face "sweetie you'll be fine, I promise, you'll find a family that suits you and that'll love you but meanwhile I want you to go in there and make lots of friends and enjoy yourself" she said holding my hand giving it a tight squeeze. I took a deep breath before nodding "alright let's finish up eating so we can take you to the adoption center" she said smiling.
*in the adoption center*
"Okay, why don't you go over there and try to make some friends" the cop told me pointing to an area with a tv and girls with some couches, kinda like a lounge I guess. "Okay" I say grabbing my bag with very little clothes that I had and some belongings. As I made my way over there I saw a girl around my age sitting on a couch watching tv, she seemed like a girl I could get along with, so I took the seat next to her "hey" I said looking at her. She had brown curly hair, light brown eyes, she looked like she was Mexican with her skin tone, she wore a t-shirt that said sleeping with sirens whatever that was, she had dark blue skinny jeans and socks "h-hey, are you new here?" She asked looking over at me "yea" I said giving her a fake smile "what's your name?" I asked her trying to spark up a conversation "I'm Daniela but many people call me Dani for short, and you?" Dani smiled at me turning in her seat to look at me "my name is Katey" I say removing my bangs from my face.
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A love like war (Pierce the veil adopt fan fic)
Fiksi PenggemarHai! I'm Katye Juarez and I'm 11 years old, I'm also in a adoption center. Turns out that my mom and dad got a divorce and I took turns living with them, but then for some reason they started to abuse me cuz they thought I was the reason for their d...