Morphed

Chapter 4

A week had passed since the day I got a phone, looked at schools, and went shopping. I had finally decided on a school that wasn't too large and wasn't too small, and convenient because Andrew (their adopted son) went to it. I had gotten to pick out of two rooms in the house and I obviously went with the bigger one. I had an older brother until I found a permanent home, and no matter what he did, it was funny.

His name was Andrew and he was 17. His smile could light up a whole room and from what I had gathered he was... How to put it lightly... A man whore. But for good reason when he looks like he does.

They are a pretty rich family, humongous house in the suburbs, modern everything, heated pool. Huge basement, giant bedrooms, and everything else you could desire. Sometimes within that week I even forgot they weren't my real family, because my real family is non existent.

"Brynne, it's time for dinner!" Diana yelled up the steps, cutting off my thoughts. "You too Andrew." She added nonchalantly.

"Just a second!" I paused my music on my phone and set it on my dresser. I heard Andrew footsteps booming down the steps before I even came out of my room. Something I've noticed over the days I've been here is that Andrew eats a lot and doesn't even show it. He's fit, just like his adopted parents. They probably all have gym memberships. I wonder if I had a gym membership? I lifted my shirt and noted that I had a good stomach, so I assumed I did some working out. Hell, it sucks not knowing anything about yourself.

When I got downstairs they had all started eating already and I wonder how long I had been engulfed in my thoughts.

"Where have you been missy, we've been waiting all damn night and the food has gone cold." Andrew mimicked the way Diana sounds when she's angry perfectly in her squeaky voice. The two of us laughed while Diana told us to "shush up" and "stop being so mean". We didn't, of course, but Andrew actually carried on with it.

"Brynne, you'll find out she's only being nice because you're here but she actually practices sorcery in the basement." Andrew whispers loud enough for his mom to hear.

"You're a wizard, Harry!" I exclaimed, looking at Diana trying to hide her amusement.

"Not funny, kids. I could just send you to bed without dinner." Diana crossed her arms.

"You know how much both of them can eat, I'm not sure what they would do if they went to bed hungry." Josh said after being silent a while. He was a neurosurgeon and made extremely good money, but that also required him being gone a lot.

Once dinner was over, we all went to our rooms after Diana reminding me about my first day of school tomorrow. I grunted and mumbled about how much school sucked, but when I come to think of it I didn't know if it sucked for me.

I came to learn we were in Denver, Colorado and it snowed quite a bit here for being only November. Not to mention the cold, which apparently I don't enjoy.

Sleep didn't come easily because my dumb mind wouldn't just settle down. It's funny how loud your thoughts can be when you're trying to relax. I finally drifted off after about an hour.

"Wake up! Wake up!" Andrew said, shaking me.

"What? Why?"

"Because there's someone here to see you."

"See me?"

"Yes, you. Now get up." He walked out of the room and I trailed quickly behind him.

"Who is it?" I asked, and he didn't respond, but he just opened the door and showed me. There was Dr. Overly, looking at me expectantly. "What are you doing here?" I asked him.

"It's time for me to pay you a visit." He said.

"Okay, Brynne, as soon as I let him in, you need to wake up." Andrew whispered.

"What?" I whispered back.

"Come in!" Andrew said.

"Hello, Brynne." Dr. Overly started changing when he came through the door. He pulled his hands out of his pockets, but they weren't hands, they were knives. He started walking towards me as his face morphed into something horrific.

"Brynne wake up, now!" Andrew shouted, right before Dr. Overly killed him.

The dream dissolved into nothingness and I shot straight up.

"Shh. I have you." Diana said, sitting on the bed next to me. "It's okay."

I choked on a sob as it hung in the back of my throat. "Did... did he kill my parents?"

"Who?" She asked softly.

"Never mind." I murmured, reminding myself it was a dream.

"Just go back to sleep, you still have a few hours."

"Okay." I fell back asleep quickly, but I still dreaded what school may bring.