Branjie Adopts?

Chapter 1

A/N PLEASE READ:  This is a sort of 'spin-off' from my book "Trixya Adopts?" which I highly recommend you read before this! 

If you don't want to, here is a quick rundown of what has previously happened: 

A girl named Luna was adopted by Trixie and Katya.  Trixie cheated on Katya, that resulted in them breaking up.  Katya found out that Luna was actually her sister, but on a drag tour she tagged along with Katya overdosed and was found by Luna, then put into a 90 day recovery programme.  While Katya is there recovering, Luna stays with Booke Lynn and Vanjie, who temporarily signed adoption papers for that 90 day period. 

Chapter 1:

Luna's POV

Half of the tour was over and we were getting a week off. This meant me moving into my temporary home, which was Brock and Jose's apartment.

They were really sweet towards me the entire tour and Jose always helped me with my nightmares.

I told Brock about them too and he said that if I ever needed help he would always be there for me.

I'm truly grateful for how they are treating me, but I'm afraid that I'll become a burden when we move into the apartment.

On the tourbus there were so many caring people around me, so my nightmares weren't that bad. But I have my own room at the bottom of the apartment while Brock and Jose sleep at the top, so I'm far away from them...

"Well that should be all of our bags." Brock wiped the sweat on his forehead away and placed the final suitcase into the living room.

"Oh Luna, you gotta meet Henry." His face lit up when a fluffy brown cat appeared.

"Here you go." He picked him up and placed him in my arms.

I looked down at Henry and smiled. He was purring and his eyes were closed.

"Wow, he likes you." Brock grinned and took a picture of us. "Gotta show this to Jose when he comes back with dinner."

Jose's POV

I came home with the plastic bags filled with Chinese takeout and we all ate together at the dinner table.

It really felt like we were a family which caused my heart to light up. Seeing Brock smile at Luna and her smiling back just filled my world with happiness.

Once dinner was over we all decided to watch a movie. Brock and Luna were cuddled up to me and after around 20 minutes Luna was fast asleep.

"Hey Brock, let's bring her to bed okay?" I stroked Luna's hair and Brock sleepily nodded, then rolled over and let out a tired sigh.

"Did you just fall asleep?" I quietly giggled and looked at my boyfriend who was beginning to doze off.

"I'll do it myself then." I shook my head and continued giggling.

I scooped Luna up in my arms, she was really light so that wasn't a problem.

I carried her to her room and placed her under the sheets, planting a soft kiss onto her forehead.

And my heart was filled with pure joy.

Luna's POV

I loudly gasped for air. No, a nightmare.

Did I scream? I hope not. I don't want to wake them.

This nightmare was horrifying, all the images of Brian overdosing replayed in my head, but in my dream it was already too late and he was dead.

I heard a set of feet loudly run down the stairs, followed by another, slightly louder.

Great, I screamed.

Jose stormed into my room and moments later Brock.

My chest was rising up and down at an alarming rate and it was difficult to breathe. Everything was spinning and all I could hear is Brock and Jose saying my name.

I pulled my knees to my chest and I could feel the stream of tears coming from my eyes, spilling onto my legs.

Then silence. I couldn't see or hear anything, just darkness. I felt extremely warm and could clearly feel the sweat on my forehead.

Once I came back to my senses, a wet cloth was placed on my head.

"I think she has a fever." Brock sighed and comforted Jose who I could tell was crying. They turned the light on so I could clearly see everything in my room.

"You are awake." Jose crouched down to my height and held my hand tightly.

"I was so worried, you had a nightmare right?" I weakly nodded in response, feeling sick.

"Poor thing, you must have caught some virus on the tour." Brock gently stroked my cheek and took a seat next to me on the bed.

"We can't leave her here by herself, she will have another nightmare." Jose placed his head on my chest and squeezed my body with his right arm.

"But we will also get sick if she sleeps in the same bed with us." Brock said. "But you are right." He looked down at me with a sad smile "We can't leave her alone."

Brock came up with a plan. Jose carried me to the couch and threw a light blanket over my body.

"If you keep the heavy blanked on, your temperature might rise." He said and brought me a glass of water.

Brock blew up two air mattresses and put bedding on them, so him and Jose could stay in the living room with me.

"God, I wish I could help you better. I don't even know how to treat you properly..." Jose had tears brimming in his eyes.

With all the power left in me, I placed my hand on his cheek and whispered a quiet "Thank you."

He smiled, but also cried a little when I said this.

"No, thank you baby. For being so amazing and changing my life for the better."