Honestly, I really was going to miss them.
They made me feel human again, especially due to the last few homes I've been to. We were never going to be a family though. New children will come and the ones I've known will go. And I'm not staying here just to waste my time. I wouldn't mind, though I'd rather build a real family and see the rest of the world.
I hated goodbyes but they have to happen.
So instead, I just smiled to myself and thought about all the memories I have made in this house. The old creaky house with the cupboards filled with food, and the wonderful children running around, and the happy couple who would watch tv together late at night. I'll miss it.
My stuff was already packed and ready in boxes downstairs, and I was just up in my room to get ready myself. I sauntered downstairs earlier to have some breakfast, only to end up with three cereal boxes of Cheerios to take with me. The Dreyfords know how much I love my cereal. Hopefully Gerard will too.
"You'll totally miss this mess of a teenager." I joked as Mr Dreyford ruffled my hair affectionately, his eyes still focused on the newspaper he was reading.
I slipped on the comfiest clothes I could find; that being my worn out and faded MCR hoodie featuring the three cheers album cover and some pyjama pants. I just hope Gerard isn't taking me anywhere else today other than his house.
One last time, I looked around the small bedroom. I ran my hands over my bed sheets and the walls and even went to lie on the floor just to stare at the ceiling. My sanctuary.
Not going to lie, I was on the brink of falling asleep right there and then. That was until Mrs Dreyford called me down. I guess 10am came pretty fast.
Jumping up, I grabbed the rest of my belongings and shoved my feet inside my worn out, red converse. Once outside my room, I didn't even look back; I just shut the wood door behind me and headed down the stairs one last time. Okay maybe the one thing I won't miss is the creaking of this rickety staircase. I was never quite fond of it anyways.
The children were all lined up in the hall, and I could clearly see Kylie crying. She ran up to me and hugged me tight, saying how much she'll miss me and that she'll kill me if I don't ever visit. The kid does have the guts to do that though, so props to her.
"Don't worry, bubba. I'll never forget you."
She leapt away and stood back in line, still sniffling. The Dreyfords greeted me with the happiest smiles ever, and there I took them in my arms once again. I guess I've been doing a lot of hugging lately.
It wasn't goodbye forever, but it was goodbye for a long time.
"You guys have done so much for me." I manage to choke out as I felt tears start to cloud my eyes. "Thank you."
Gerard was stood outside, leaning against a car which was presumably his. He looked just as nervous as he was yesterday, and I don't blame him.
The boxes were already crammed in the boot of the grey car, and all I had to do left was walk up to Gerard and allow him to take me to somewhere new. That scared me a lot. But Gerard was a nice guy and I trust him enough to get in the same car as him.
Technically, Gerard wasn't a stranger anymore.
He was my new parent.
Well actually, I knew him before he knew me. It still hasn't sunk in that the lead singer of American rock band My Chemical Romance had adopted me. I don't think it will ever process in my head. But I won't treat Gerard any different.
I'm going to be with Gerard now and I'm not going to act all "fan-girly" around him or get all excited every time he speaks to me. He's human, just like the rest of us. And I bet he doesn't want an obsessed fan living under his roof.
He's gotta deal with all that when he goes out everyday anyway. Why make it harder? I definitely am excited, but at the same time I'm terrified.
From what I have seen, he is caring of his fans. And I'm sure he'll make a great parent.
I hopped into the passenger seat, staring back at the four children who were now standing outside the front door. Their palms reached out towards the sky as they waved their tiny arms frantically at me.
A smile found itself on my face as I waved back at them. Kylie and Josh were jumping up and down simultaneously, and their little fists almost punching the faces of Mr and Mrs Dreyford who were hovering above them. The couple held Lucas and June in their arms. The two, unknowing of what was really going on, just watched as the car began to drive away.We turned a corner, and then they were out of my sight.
Neither of us spoke a lot during the journey, but it's not as if I minded. Gerard is to concentrate on keeping his attention on the road anyway.
I don't know when I drifted off but when I opened my eyes again, it was dark outside and Gerard wasn't in the drivers seat next to me. I sat up, confused and tired. Where could he possibly be? And that's when I spotted him out the window, carrying my bags into the house.
Hold on, house?
That was when I clocked. Standing right before me was a two story house with a garage and a few plant pots sitting by the doorsteps. It was too dark for me to catch all the details but it was a house nonetheless. Gerard hasn't noticed me staring out the window yet, but I was just getting ready to get out anyways.
I unbuckled my seat belt - with some difficulty - as I was still gawking at the house in awe.
It just clocked in my head right then. The car was in fact parked and this was none other than the home of Gerard Way.
Opening the car door, I hopped out and took in the view from a better angle. It was no mansion, like I expected, but it was fairly large. Well in my eyes, it was as big as the castle from my 5 year old dreams. But it wasn't pink.
Gerard's head popped out of the door. Grinning at me, he motioned for me to come inside. And so I did. I took my last bag with me and shut the car door, anxiously walking towards the doorway to my new home.
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Adopted By Gerard Way
FanfictionLuna Blair Daniels was put into foster care at the age of 7. Skipping from one home to another, Luna believes that she'll never be able to live a normal life. No one wants a teenager anyway...or so she thought. - - - - UNEDITED AND PROBABLY RLLY B...