It was her eyes that took the officer off guard. Tired, empty orbs that struck through his being.
It was scary. Better yet? Terrifying.
"Hey! We got a little girl!" The man held the small petit girl in his arms protectively. The girl hadn't said anything but the blue and red lights sent her in a trance.
The house was being ripped through piece by piece. There was some distant screaming and the wailing of ambulances surrounding her.
But she didn't cry.
"Honey, why don't you tell us your name?"
For the little girl in question, she sat in the chair, huddled and hidden in a ragged blanket.
"Y/N L/N." She replied. There was a wobble in her voice, nearly discorded by the fear that flooded her small form.
And so she was taken away once again. New faces and new feelings.
Little Y/n then began her small yet mighty journey.
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➺ ❝ you heard my call ❞ ➝adopted by melix
Fanfictionwhere you (the reader) get adopted by the one and only Felix Kjellberg and Marzia Bisognin. - - - - - You don't remember much from your younger years but what was left was the crippling fear of loud noises and alarms. You reside in Brighton, in...
