Adopted by Motionless In White?!

Chapter One

I sat alone in my room in the Scranton adoption centre, blaring my favourite band, Motionless In White's new album, Infamous at full volume. Most likely pissing off everyone else in this hell hole.

"Riot! Get your ass down here! You have an interview and you better not fuck it up like you do everything else!" I heard Sally, the 'owner' here yell at me. I sighed, and left my room, leaving my music blaring. I didn't overly give a shit.

I walked down the stairs and stood in the back corner, not even bothering to look up at whoever was looking to adopt-I was not going to get picked so what was the point?

I slid down the wall and sat on the floor, playing with my wristbands of the many bands I loved.

I didn't dare look up until I heard his voice, a voice I knew anywhere. I shot my head up as I heard "We want her," my mouth was agape as I stared up at none other than Chris Motionless, Ricky Horror, Devin 'Ghost' Sola, Ryan Sitkowski, Josh Balz, and Angelo Parente. The boys of Motionless In White we're right in front of me! And they said they picked me!? No no, they must've been talking about someone else...

"What?! Why her? Don't you guys want someone a little more..normal?" Sally asked and I sighed and looked down, this was why I was sixteen and still haven't been adopted. Maybe I never will be at this rate.

"No. I said I wanted her. The beautiful girl in all black," Chris said and I smiled up at him and the boys, even though I could only see half of them through my hair, and it was then that I noticed their music was still blaring from upstairs

"Come on, I'll help you pack while Chris signs the papers and whatever else," Ricky said and I nodded, and we walked upstairs

"So I'm guessing you're the one playing our music?" He asked and I smiled at him

"Yeah. You guys are my favourite band," I said calmly and he smiled

"That's a good thing," he said and I smiled as we entered my room. There was Motionless In White everywhere, but Ricky didn't seem to mind As he helped take down posters as I put my clothes into two suitcases, making sure to pack my underwear and bras when he wasn't looking

After about 20 minutes everything was packed and we were taking it downstairs, where Chris was waiting with a big smile on his face

"Ready to go?" He said and I smiled and nodded vigorously and Sally walked over and tried to give me a hug but I pushed her away, "Don't. You've treated me like absolute shit for seventeen years. So do not try and give me a damn hug as if we are besties. Come on guys let's go," I said as I flipped her off and we walked out to Chris's black car. Ricky put my bags inside the trunk, and then we all got in the car.

Chris was driving, obviously, Devin was in the passenger seat, I was on the far left against the window, Ricky sat beside me, and somehow Ryan, Angelo and Balz all managed to squeeze beside Ricky.

I pulled out my iPod and put one earphone in and left one out so I could still talk if needed, and played Pierce The Veil quietly

"So. Tell us about yourself. You obviously know about us but we wanna know about you," Chris said and I nodded and turned my music down lower

"Well. My name is now Riot Cerulli. I didn't have a last name before, my favourite colours are black and purple. I have a lot of 'favourite' bands but my current top four are you guys, the Misfits, HIM, and Black Veil Brides. Umm," I paused to take a breath and noticed how Ricky perked up when I mentioned the band HIM, and also noticed how the boys discreetly glanced at Ricky as I said that. I say discreetly but it was not discreet. Chris perked up when I mentioned Misfits, but I already knew they were his favourite band, so that didn't surprise me too much. I actually had a misfits tattoo on my right shoulder like Cliff Burton from Metallica had.

"I like pizza..unlike some people" I said as I nudged Ricky and everyone laughed

"I always have one white eye contact in. Reasoning, Marilyn Manson is a big influence in my life," I said as I pulled off my sunglasses to show them and they smiled and nodded

"I just turned sixteen about a month and a half ago, I am a satanist but I do not believe in god or the devil," I said and got a few confused looks.

"Look. There's no use in believing or worshipping the devil. Satanism isn't about worshipping the devil, it's about worshipping yourself. Because you're responsible for your own good and evil," I explained and they nodded

"You're very wise for a sixteen year old," Chris said and I shrugged. "I guess so," I said as we pulled up to their house, (I don't actually know what it looks like so we're gonna make up a house lol)
It was a pretty two story house, painted black-that wasn't a surprise to me-

"Chris show her to her room I got her bags," Ricky said as we all got out and I followed Chris inside first

"So this is the living room, then kitchen, bathroom over here, we have a game room down that hallway," he said and I nodded and then we headed upstairs

"This is my room, and then yours is the door directly across from mine, Ricky's is beside your room, Josh's room is next to his, Ryan is next to Josh, and then beside my room is Angelo and beside Angelo is Ghost. Anyways. Here's your room," he said and opened the door across from his and I smiled in awe. The walls were black with purple running down them in a cool paint-dripping design, I had a king sized bed in the corner of the room, which was where I would've moved it anyways, a dresser, vanity, end table beside the bed, I walked over and opened one door which led to a walk in closet with big mirrors and I noticed the majority of the closet was already full with black clothes and band merch, all seemed to be in my size, I smiled and opened the other door which was a beautiful black themed bathroom.

I turned around, and gave Chris a big hug, and he wrapped his long arms around my small frame. I've never felt this feeling before, I felt safe. Protected. Like nothing could ever hurt me.

We pulled apart just as Ricky was coming up the stairs, he walked in and set my stuff down, I thanked him and gave him a hug too before they left to let me unpack.

I noticed a sound system thing in the corner by the big window door which led to a balcony, I plugged my iPod into the dock and blared HIM as I unpacked all my things, I threw my blankets on my bed and managed to actually make the bed, my blanket had a large upside down pentagram on it and my pillows were similar in design. After my bed was made I put my small amount of clothes that I brought with me into the closet, along with my many converse and vans. I pulled out a small red box and walked into my closet, hiding it on the top shelf where the boys wouldn't find it-at least I hoped they wouldn't-after a while I was done unpacking everything and my posters were up on the walls and I for once felt at home. I felt like I belonged here. Now that was a foreign feeling. Damn.

"Riot! Come eat!" I heard Chris shout so I ran down the stairs after throwing on a MCR hoodie

"Pizza? But Ricky hates it?" I questioned and they laughed leaving me all the more confused

"He hates it yes but you like it. So we got it. Plus he got wings," Balz explained and I smiled and grabbed two slices of pepperoni pizza and then I noticed the boys had Rockstars and I wanted one

"Where do you people keep the rockstars? Hmm?" I questioned Chris playfully and he laughed and pointed at the fridge, which would've been my first guess otherwise

I grabbed a fruit punch rockstar and my pizza and sat down at the counter. Beginning to eat

"Damn. Even after years of having them, my piercings still get in the way of me eating," I said, referencing to my shark bites and vertical labret and the boys laughed

"I think mainly Rick and I understand that the most but yeah. Relatable" Chris said and I smiled and finished up my pizza, opening my rockstar and literally chugging it, crushing the can afterwards and throwing away my garbage

"Okay. I think I'm gonna go to sleep, night" I said and gave the guys all hugs and jogged upstairs, I was exhausted. I can only hope when I wake up tomorrow I'm still here and that it wasn't all a dream.

I didn't bother changing into pj's and just went to bed. Soldiers didn't change out of their clothes to sleep, so I didn't either.

I fell asleep faster than I ever have when I was in that stupid orphanage. I smiled as I drifted off.

Maybe I can be happy here?