What a Waste of a Perfectly good clean wrist (PTV Adoptive story)

With Heaven Above You, Theres Hell Over Me

~~~Vics POV~~~

I so happy I finally get to adopt. I thought as I pulled into the place. We are on tour right know so I wanted to adopted a teenage girl. Lets just hope she has a good taste in music. I can't deal with directioners. Then again, who can.

I walk up to the front desk to see a obviously fake lady with a bunch of make up caked on her face. "Hi you must be Vic. I'll have the girls line up right now for you, but first you can look through this book and see who your interested in"

"thank you" I say as I take the book from her. I look through all of the girls, but one sticks out to me. A girl named Iris. She has a monroe piercing, size 6 gauges, and her septum. She would fit right in with us, I already see it.

"I want Iris". The lady looks at me in suprise. What its not like shes a murderer or something. Geez women.

"Are you sure you want her"

"What the fuck is that supposed mean. She seems like a super sweet girl."

"She doesn't get along with anyone here, and her past is really messed up. She listens so devish music and wears dark clothes and... "

"Just shut the fuck up. You have no right to say any of that. Juat let me see the girls please" I say trying to calm down and not beat this ladies fake face in.

"okay follow me"

I go into a room and see a line of girls wearing the most revealing tops and shortest shorts. I swear this society is going to hell. At the end of the line a see Iris staring at the ground with her headphones in and playing with her hands. Poor girl must have anxiety. I wonder what the lady meant by saying she has a hard past. I hope the girl doesn't self harm, she's too beautiful for that. If she does though, I hope she knows she ca talk to me about it. I already want to help this girl, and I haven't even meant her yet.

Shes wearing a Asking Alexandria hoodie, brown ripped skinny jeans, knee high black converse, mixed matched gloves, and a Nightmare Before Christmas hat. YESS TIM BURTON!!!

I walk down the line and over to her, tapping her shoulder to get her attention. She looks up, seeing she is super supirsed.

"Hey I'm Vic, but by the look on your face I'm guessing you already know that" I say with a smirk on my face.

She justs nods, but then snaps out her daze. "Yeah I know who you are, my names Iris by the way"

Everyone around us made some sort of sound of suprise. Whats the big deal, all she did was talk. I'll ask about that later. "so how would you like to be Iris Fuentes instead?"

"OMFG I WOULD LOVE TO!" well her and I are gonna get along well. So will her and the guys, and the other bands on warped tour. She's gonna live every girls dream. Be surrounded by bands.

"Go pack your bags kiddo, while I sign these papers".

She darted up stairs while I asked a different lady some questions. I think I scared that fake bitch away. "So what do people mean by Iris having a hard past" I casually bring up whole signing adoption papers. It was a lot of writing.

"Well thats for her to tell you when she is comfortable enough, not me. But I'm required to tell you about her problems so you know what your getting yourself into." I just give her that look to tell her to continue.

"Well she's bullied pretty bad, she has trust issues, she starves herself, she cuts herself, she also has ADD, ADHD, insomnia, paranoia, social and regular anxiety, and depression."

"poop girl. I hope I can help her through it. It seems like she hasn't had anyone there for her in a while" I say as I hand her the now signed papers.

"Yeah but not for long. She seems to like you. She has been mute for a while now, except she talked to Black Veil Brides at a concert once. But thats it". That's good. At least she will talk to other bands on tour.

Iris came down stairs and I just gave her a sad look. She looks so... Broken. No girl ever deserves to Go through what she did, and I don't even know the worse of it. Yet.

"Ready to go baby girl" she just nodded.

Hopefully I can get her to talk again. She waved goodbye to everyone, and we were of to our new lives. Finally happy that I have a daughter of my dreams.