I wake up from my sleep feeling a weird presence. One more day. One more day of this pain I have. Thomas said that the surgery is tomorrow. I don't want to go there. That sounds scary. Logan said that there will be nothing to be afraid of since I won't feel a thing. But I am still very scared. What if my dad is there? I look around. I guess my dadas left through the night. I call for someone. Anyone. No one comes and I panic.
I scream each of their names separately and nothing happens. Is this a dream? Where are they? I sit up frantically and get up on my good foot. I hop to the door. I open it up and look around. Everyone's room doors are wide open. It looks empty in here. I but scooch down the stairs and see the front door wide open. I freeze when I hear someone step inside. I look for a spot to hide. There. There was a basket that me and Roman used to play hide and seek with.
I basically threw myself inside somehow without pain in my foot. "Naomi. It's me. Your real father. You really think I would let anyone else do surgery on you?" My jaw drops. He can't be here. Thomas said he was gone forever. This must be a dream. I try to wake myself up. It wasn't working. There is no way this could be real. Patton wake me up already. Please please please let this be a dream. My dad walks around the house. He walks everywhere and trashes the place. He walks over to my hiding spot and my heart stops. I stop breathing. He listens. And listens. And listens. Next thing I know is that Joan and Talyn have run in and pinned my father down. The police run in. Gosh hasn't that happened enough. How does he keep getting out????? I get out of my spot once my dad is escorted out. Joan lifts me up. "Naomi are you okay????" They ask. I nod. Tears streaming down my face.
"Where's- Where's my dadas?" I manage to sob out. Joan looks at Talyn. "Naomi.....your father....killed them." My eyes widen and I scream. Joan sets me on the couch. I get up and run. Run outside even though it hurt. I kneel on the grass and cry. It's pouring outside. (Cliché I know). Joan and Talyn come out side. They comfort me but I see their cheeks stained with tears. They loved my dadas almost as much as I did. I say almost because no one could live them as much as I did. It feels like I was there forever until...
Patton woke me up. "Kiddo why were you crying?" He said. I figure out I was still sobbing. "Real father *sob* surgery *sob* killed dadas *sob*." Patton hugs me. And we go downstairs. Everyone asks if I'm okay and Patton explains me. They all comfort me. We eat breakfast. As we eat I think about my dream. The rest of the day is pretty normal. We all played games, watched some movies, obviously ate and stuff, and I did something with everyone.
With Virgil we listened to some music and watched movies in his room. With Roman we had a spa day. With Logan we played word association games and read. With Patton we baked cookies a cake and brownies. And with Thomas we watched youtube, sat outside in the rain cuz rain is fun when it's a drizzle and no storm. The whole day the only thing on my mind is my surgery, my real dad, and my dadas. I really don't want surgery now.
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U GUYS THOT WAS NOT NIGHTMARE BUT IT WAS. BAMBOOZALED AGAIN HUEHUEHUEHUEHUE.
I'm sorry for that. 623 words. Did another to make up for some of the days I missed. I'm sorry for how bad all my spelling and grammar is. Especially me keeping up with whether it's past tense or it's happening as u read it. Sowwyyyyyy.
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FanfictionNaomi is a 9 year old girl who was put into a foster system at a young age. She gets kicked out of the orphanage. What will happen when she gets taken in by a man with four lookalikes? (On hold until I get my phone lol)