Chapter 10

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Adeline's POV

Shakily holding his hand he walked us back to the school parking lot and to his car.
I sat in his passenger seat nervously bouncing my leg when he put his hand on it, stopping the movement altogether. I looked up to him he looked back and told me.
"Don't be nervous it's just me."
I only nodded wishing my heartbeat to slow the hell down. We seemed to have drove to the woods, following an old path.
Adam stopped the car and got out going to my side and opening my door. I unbuckled and got out, feeling extremely nervous.
He turned and started to walk through the woods. "It's this way sweet heart."
Blushing at his words I don't know why I've turned into a mushy girl. He slowed and put a hand on the dip of my back guiding me. It made me feel sparks, they felt good and I shivered at it.
I know I should probably ask where we are going but what I'm about to tell him I don't want him to think badly of me.
Walking for what seemed like forever we finally made it to a waterfall. It looked beautiful.
Turning towards him I see that he's taking off his shirt.
"why are you taking off your clothes?" I squeaked out my face in a flushed state. He smirked and licked his lips. "Because little Adeline I wanna tan. You could join me?" He suggested.
Was he taking cocaine I was not getting naked in front of this man.
Quickly shaking me head I turned to go sit beside a boulder.
Drawing my knees to my chest and laying my head on them.
Adam soon came to sit next to me, eyes very observant.
I huffed out a breath of frustration, I don't know where to start. He took my hand in his. Sparks were everywhere I'm not sure why but they felt good. I started my story. Looking him in his eyes they seem encouraging. Taking a deep breath, I can do this.
" I was six years old when I was put into the fostering agency. Everywhere I went no one wanted me because I did nothing. I didn't eat, sleep, smile. The people that wanted to foster me gave me back when they realized I was not useful, some of them found use of me." Taking a deep breath, squeezing his hand before continuing. " they like that I didn't do anything, I didn't know what they were doing. But as I got older I learned it was not okay, so I fought back. They didn't like that and quickly gave me back. I went through seven different foster homes."
My hands were shaking my breathing became difficult. I pushed through it. I needed to finish. " the one I'm at now I've stayed for two years. The kids you saw that day, they are my step siblings. They themselves been through a lot. I help them though, I know what it feels like to be alone." Feeling the squeeze of his hand I continued.
"I protect those kids like they are my own. Everything I do is for them. I block them from the horrors that happen. Like yesterday I protected them from my step father, George. He has rules and a curfew is one of them. We were thirty minutes late, and well I guess you can see what happened." Taking my hand out of his I raise my shirt to show my bruised ribs. I looked up into his eyes. They were so angry, I could've sworn I heard him growl. Putting my shirt back down I continued.
"George and his wife lost their child in a car accident. So they adopted all these kids, to cover the pain and well to take it out on us. There's a monster in the house where I live." I finished and kept my head down waiting for him to yell. But before I knew it was pulled into his lap with his hand rubbing circles on my back.
He started to speak his voice filled with anger and determination. "I know a way to fix that for you, I have plenty rooms for you and your siblings. No one would hurt you or any of them from where I live. I would like it if you got away from that house. You're safe with me." My eyes tearing up at his words, they were so kind. I wanted my kids to grow up in a safe environment and if he was offering I'll take it. I nodded my head and cried. Tears of happiness that he cared so much. He held my head in his shoulders while I cried. I felt cared for even a simple gesture from him. Soon the tears ran dry and I sat up drying them. I looked at his chest seeing tears running down, I started to wipe them away from his chest without realizing I was touching his skin. Blushing I turned away from him and apologized. At first he didn't make a sound but then I felt him touch my chin pulling my face towards his. "Don't be sorry, I'm glad I was here for you. Oh and princess you can touch me all you want."
He smiled and winked at me. My face was so red you couldn't tell it apart from a tomato. Huffing a breath I stood up off him. Almost falling back into him. If he had not caught me. He let go of me and thankfully put his shirt back on. And we both made the journey back to the car.

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A/N

So what did y'all think? of corse there's more to her past. And maybe living with Adam won't be a bad thing. But we'll see where it goes. Thank you for reading. Feedback is always appreciated!
Till next chapter.

-H

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