So the idea behind this is that this takes place at Sonny's home for boys. You had been at Sonny's ever since you were around 10. Your parents were murdered in front of you. Your latest foster parents dropped you at his place and he took you in. You were bounced around from foster parent to foster parent and each one abused you in some way. Then you got adopted and thought you would be okay until they started abusing you as well. So you're pretty much broken by the time Sonny got to you. He ended up adopting you after having you around for a few days because of how messed up you were. You were there when Dean showed up and you could tell that he was like you. The two of you grew close. Closer than Deans pencil straightness would like to admit(if you're a boy. This story is unisex so the reader can be either gender). Then he left and you were all by yourself again.
There will be a part two so don't worry
Also warning you now. There's (obviously) mentions of abuse and depressing thoughts.
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~Your pov~
"Alright. Now what are you going to do?" Julia, my adopted mother, asks.
I look up at her and try to speak but nothing came out.
A fist collides with my left cheek and I yelp, jumping back.
"Now listen here you little shit. When she asks you something you answer." My adopted father, Dan, growls. "You got that?!"
I nod my head quickly and look over at Julia. "I go up and give this to Sonny." I go over the plan and hold up the envelope in my right hand.
"Good. Now get out before I throw you out." Julia ordered. I heard her mumble something that sounded like 'ungrateful slut' under her breath.
I nodded again and quickly got out of the car. My feet were hardly on the gravel when the car sped off, leaving me all alone in the middle of the night. I made my way up to the front door of the big farm house and knocked lightly.
There was nothing at first but silence. I went to knock again when there were footsteps from inside. A light flicked on and the door opened revealing a man with long hair and glasses in pajamas.
"Well hello. What can I do for you?" He asked, smiling tiredly at me. Despite his teddy bear build, I found him terrifying.
Timidly, I held out the envelope and he gently took it. He opened it and I saw his eyes widen as he read further into it. He looked back up at me with an astounded look on his face and ushered me inside.
"My name's Sonny. What's your name kid?" The man asked, curiosity clear on his face.
I opened my mouth but once again nothing came out. I peered up at him through my slightly long, H/c hair.
"It's alright. Let's get you a bed huh? Are you tired?" He asked, reaching over to lay his hand on my shoulder.
I flinched away instinctively and shook my head. It was obviously a lie considering the huge bags under my eyes.
His eyes grew wide for a second before they filled with sympathy. "It's alright. I won't hurt you. Let's get you some fresh clothes." He walked over to a room for a second before waving me over.
I hesitantly followed and saw it was a bedroom.
He was digging through a dresser and pulled out a large T-shirt and a pair of large shorts. "I know these might not be the best fit but we can go shopping tomorrow to pick out some new clothes for you." He smiled widely at me and handed me the clothes before pointing to a room connecting to the one we were in. "That's the bathroom. You can change in there."
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