My Beautiful Boy~Demi Lovato Adopt

Part 1

Ace growled as the gate keeper motioned for him to take his headphone out. He continued to walk out of the class, yeah, maybe he had a minor bit of edge to him. I don't understand why they-, his thoughts were interrupted when he rammed straight into Mr.Duke's chest.

"Ace. I was speaking to you." Duke sighed and grabbed the bridge of his nose holding out his hand for the headphones of which he had pulled out of the teens ears.

"You know I have the right to have these, you can't take them." A sudden taste of blood was in his mouth. He had been chewing on his cheek again.

"Natalie is picking you up early." Blatantly done with the boy he made his way back to his desk, "You're requested in the office." Duke waved Ace off half-hazardously.

Ace rolled his eyes and nodded stuffing his earbuds back in. The side of his mouth twisted up slightly at the song playing but quickly faded as he got closer to the office. Social workers.

His bright green eyes darted around looking for an escape, score, he was right next to a door, in a flash he was out of the crummy high school sprinting down the street.

He wasn't going back to that all girls place. Just because cops chose to kill the only family he had. The only family that accepted him and didn't try to tell him who he was to be.

His thoughts slowed the farther he got from the school. Digging around in his pocket he found his half smoked cigarette and smiled at himself, "Hell yes. Go Ace. Not broken." He fished around again and pulled out his lighter, a light red lighter with his beautiful zodiac sign on it, cancer.

A small plume of smog escaped his lips, "Ace." He jumped and turned to find Natalie standing arms crossed glaring at him.

"Nat." He nodded at her.

"You know what this means correct?"

"I get to go to a beautiful, house full of boys?"

Natalie groaned, "Amethyst. Let's go."

Ace froze. That name. God he hated it. He didn't reply.

"Amethyst Hale. Let's go."

"That's. Not. My. Name." His eyes fixated on the ground as he dropped the cigarette and stomped on it putting it out.

The black haired boy reluctantly followed Natalie. Joining her in the car, "They already packed your things. Hale, you were only there for a week, what happened?"

He looked down at his bashed up and broken phone, turned the volume full blast.
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Not a word was spoken. An awkward ride home.

That's not what Ace would call it. He would call it a peace of his own personal hell.

He grabbed his bags and left the car. Not hearing the small pitty sigh from his fellow passenger.

He pulled out his headphones and made his way inside.

"Amy!" A young girl called out to him. He didn't reply.

"Amethyst Hale. Surprise surprise." His stomach churned. He stopped in his tracks. "Looks like we will have to catch up on our little games." A light pat on his back conformed again who it was.

"Dr.Mich."

"She speaks." There we're cackles.

"May I go up to my room." Ace didn't even bother to move until he was given conformation.

"Ten minutes." The Doctor replied.

Ace nodded and darted to his room.
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"My darling Amy." The words from the doctors play time echoed through the young boys scull. Bouncing and repeating.

The night sky was lit up with stars, balls of burning gas Ace longed to throw himself into.

Uncomfortably he got dressed. Pulling the tight binder over his head and wiggling into it. His room was attached to the fire escape.

He escaped, but not because of a fire.

His pack of cigarettes were still stuffed in between the wall at the metal bearer. He grabbed them and headed to his spot. At the park, sitting on the edge of the bridge and bumming a smoke or two out of the pack.

He sat there for about an hour and closed his eyes leaning forward a little listening to the rushing water below him.

"Hey kid. Don't do it." A soft voice could be heard behind him.

He turned and faced her, "Who are you to tell me what not to do? I wasn't going to do it anyway."

"Marissa. My names Marissa."

"Ace."

"Nice to meet you Ace."

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Miles McKenna as Ace Hale