letting go

flashback pt.2

her hand pressed against my back as i walked the adoption centers walls. It smelled of mold and medicine and i looked up to her ,Ms.Garcia was the name of the nice police officer who found me on the streets and is now giving me away. I looked up into her hazel eyes and she looked at me and i could tell she didn't want to be here just as much as i did. I hated the thought of it. Being given away to another person someone who i don't know and possibly don't like.

''look honey its gonna be hard but your going to have to do this ill check up on you every holiday if it makes you feel better''she said standing in front of the small room i was assigned to with a bed and shelf.

i nodded my head the past few weeks have been rough my parents are gone and the only person i trust is Ms.Garcia. She's nice caring hard as nails but with a soft character despite that. I looked into the room. Ever since that day i made a decision not to talk to anyone . the other cops thought i was traumatized I'm not i just don't want to talk, but Ms.Garcia gets it without me having to talk to her about it.

she left soon after that .it was midday and a announcement around the building addressed that it was lunch time. I walked outside of my room confused and just following a crowd of people around.

there was a girl particularly noticeable throughout the crowd of people all wearing the same thing and chatting loudly. she had alive skin and brown curly wild hair she walked up to me and smiled.

''hi my names Christina but you can call me Chris what's yours'' she said her voice was light and hyper.

i didn't answer and just stared into her eyes.

''what are you deaf,wait are you like Helen Keller or...''she said continuing.

''oh i get your holding in your excitement of meeting me i know i know its ok I'd be just as nervous meeting me i mean come on'' she said again laughing at herself.

i smiled i couldn't help it she was different vibrant.

''you see there you go your smiling and stuff OK here's the point where you tell me your name''she said.

''its Erika....but you could call me Eric'' i said silently.

''cool cause the name Erika is totally not punk rock and you have to pick a punk rock name to hang with me'' she said  laughing.

''punk rock....ok'' i said busting out laughing.

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Mrs.Garcia came a few months later she was smiling she was happy and had a big chunk of diamond on her finger.

'I'm taking you home with me'' she told me.

at first i was confused i didn't know what she meant. she was taking me home with her. she's adopted me. Chris was watching from far away and came up from behind me.

''what's going on what is the cop lady doing here'' she said pointing her head in Mrs.Garcia....my moms direction.

''well your such a pretty girl aren't you'' my new mom said.

''i know right that's what I've been trying to tell you guys around here'' Chris says smiling.

(AN: OK so I've had the worst writers block and i didn't know how to end this chapter and its been this way for weeks so i guess I'm just gonna end it here and continue the next chapter when i can and I'm sorry that these post have no stability i try my hardest to update every other week Eric BTW)