~Y/n~
I've never had the best life. I grew up with a 3 year younger sister and abusive parents. I was 12 right now and I had just got home from school. Immediately when I closed the door, I was pushed to the ground by my mother. "Hurry up an' make supper! Your sister is hungry!" She yelled. My little sister, Rosy (change if that's your name), is the first child my parents ever cared for. I used to have an older brother but he was killed a week ago almost. He was the only person who was nice to me.
He was killed by my parents hitting him a little too hard on the head. He was only a year older than me. I miss him... "Yes mam." I said to my mother as I got up and made Rosy supper. Once I was finished preparing the food, I went up to my room. I sat an waited for my parents to come and beat me. By this point, I'm used to it. I almost can't even feel it anymore. Not only do I get beat, but I get starved. I can eat as much as an apple everyday. That's it. It didn't take long for my parents to walk in and beat me.
I waited 'til they left to cry. That's it. I can't take it anymore. I opened my window and climbed out. I was on the bottom floor so my window isn't far from the ground. I ran over to the police station. Why didn't I do this sooner? My parents murdered my brother! The police deserve to know that! I ran inside the building. "How may we help you?" Asked a kind lady who was at a desk. "They murdered him." I was crying. Her eyes widened. "Who?" The lady asked. "My parents murdered my brother." I answered.
"Where are your parents right now?" She asked. I gave her the address through my crying and she sent police to arrest them. "It's okay. We'll lock them up okay?" She tried comforting me. I wiped my tears but they didn't stop. "Come on. It's been an hour since no sent to officers to get your parents. Let's go get your stuff from your house. Then I can bring you to the orphanage." Said the lady. I nodded and we went to get my things. I packed a small bag. I didn't have much. She then drove me to the orphanage.
~Two years later~
They were never found. They had run away from the police two years ago. And I'm still here. In this orphanage. At least here I can eat. It too quite a few months for me to start to eat a healthy amount. Before that, I would only have something small for breakfast everyday. It was by choice of course. It was what my body was used to but that changed now. I was eating right. Sometimes even a bit much to make up for the 12 years of unhealthy eating. I get occasional nightmares bit not often.
Today was just an average December Friday here in the orphanage. I was in my room watching TV since I had nothing to do. It was snowing and super cold outside. I hate the cold. I'm very sensitive to it. During a commercial break on the TV, I heard a knock on my door. "There's a family coming to adopt. Get ready." Said the owner of the orphanage. I got up and turned off my TV as I grabbed my clothes. I grabbed a f/c hoodie, a white long sleeved shirt, black leggings and black combat boots (pic above).I brushed my h/l h/c hair and left it down. I noticed it was still a bit early so I turned on some music on my phone to wait to be called down.
~Zianna~
Me and Garte decided to adopt a child. I know we already have 3 wonderful sons but I think it would be great to have another girl in the house. We're planning to adopt a girl around the ages of 13-16. Me and Garte are going to surprise the boys with a new sister. We haven't told them yet. As far as they know, me and Garte are just out shopping. We got to the orphanage. It wasn't a long drive from home. I can't wait to meet my new daughter!
~Y/n~
It didn't take long for me to be called down for my interview with the family. There weren't many people who had to go for an interview since the family is looking for a girl between the ages of 13 and 16. There aren't many girls of those ages here. I stepped inside the interview room and sat down in a seat across from the nice looking couple who was adopting. The female had black hair and almost blueish green eyes and the male had blonde hair and blue eyes.
"Hello. My name is Y/n." I greeted. "Hello Y/n." Said the female in a sweet voice. We talked for a few minutes then I was told I could leave. I said bye to the couple and left. They seemed nice but I doubt they'll pick- I was in mid thought when I felt someone tap my shoulder just before I opened my bedroom door. I turned around to see the head of the orphanage. "You got adopted. Hurry up and pack." She said with a smile. I could barely hold back my excitement.
I was so happy to finally get adopted. To have another chance of a happy family. I hurried into my room and packed my things quickly the rushed to the door where the nice couple from before was waiting for me. "Are you ready to go?" The woman asked. I nodded my head. "Well then let's go." Said the man and we headed out. They brought me to their car and they started driving to their house. My new home.
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Adopted by the Ro'Meaves (Aphmau MyStreet PDH Fanfic)
FanfictionI feel like the title says enough spoilers. You'll have to read to know what happens. Also, this is a reader insert story. Enjoy! 🌙💜🌙 I don't own the media or cover picture. Credit goes to the owners. That also includes Jess, the owner of MyStree...