Hope you enjoy this chapter as much as I enjoyed writing it.
xTARDIS25x
Maybe triggering sorry
I woke up on the floor of my coloured room to some clone BL girls screaming at me to get my 'killjoy ass downstairs cause some men want to adopt'. Ugh! I never get chosen and if I do then I get sent back within a week because I, m 'uncontrollable'.
After I have kicked (literally) all of the blonde sluts out of my room I get changed out of yesterday's 'ERROR' t shirt and rainbow baggy trousers in to my blue and purple t shirt to match my hair and some skiny jeans that I drew skulls all over in permanent marker so they won't come off.
Just to clear up I only call them sluts cause their 15 and have had sex atleast 20 times each ;I, m 17 and I, m still a virgin , not even had a first kiss and I, d like to keep it that way.
I applied some eyeliner and that was it , no lipstick or any shit like that only a light layer of eye liner. By now mrs Smith, the places owner was screaming her head of for me to come downstairs.
"KEEP YOUR FUCKING WIG ON , I, M COMING" but me being the dirty minded little bugger I , am, I may of started making sex noises from whre I was now sat at the top of the stairs. I could hear giggling like I could last night from the bottom so I cranked it up to ' about to have an orgasm' (at least what I thought I sounded like from when I heard the other girls 'doing it').
"SKYLAR , STOP MAKING RUDE NOISES AND COME HERE AT ONCE" wrong choice of words.
"I, m- I, m gONNA CU-AHHHHH" I screamed back as I slowly made my way down the steps to the over sized hallway to see 4 men and an angry looking mrs Smith. The men were holding back a full on laughter fit and one had his hands over his crouch , obviously my 'noises ' had given him a boner. The dude with a boner was only an inch taller than me , had a black side fringe of sorts and was in all white , typical BL except for his tattoos. Same for the rest except they were taller ;one had an afro ;one had blonde hair shaved at the sides but the other one had a hat on so I couldn't see his hair.
"Skylar , could you please go line up with the other girls without causing any stupid fuss?" She was obviously annoyed and tired so i went to my usual place at the very back because it is the only place I can get Dr.Deaths signal . quickly I plug my worn out (but surprisingly still working) earphones in to my tiny piece of heaven and hear a farmilliar song come out
"A CUT CAN NOT HEAL UNLESS YOU LEAVE IT ALONE .
I OPEN MINE DAILY, LEAVING BONES EXPOSED" austin carile boomed through my ears over taking all negative thought I had. The moment had to be ruined by one of the girl's who name I never bothered to learn ripped my earphones out of my ear, thankfully shutting down the radio and leaving it in my pocket. But I was still pissed.
"Pay attention to the men, whore" that was rich coming from her. Luckily for her before I could reply she had dumped my now tangles earphones on the floor behind me and the men had walked in . You could see the lack of a shit they gave in thier eyes as the walked down the line. Until they got to me. Wierd. The short one looked like a kid on Christmas and whispered to the blonde one.
"That's the one I was talking about" the blonde one looked at my attire and my bed head which I forgot to sort out.
"I can see what you mean but look at her arms" oh yeah did I forget to mention that I self harm? The girls around me couldn't give less of a fuck about my feelings but all of a sudden these men where crowding around me , actually looking concerned. They were staring at my scars covered arms , only baby scars.
"Can we talk to this girl?" The tall one with the afro yelled at mrs Smith who was fairly suprised.
" why would you wanna talk to her, she's a killjoy ass" a girl yelled out but I was used to it , I just stared into the distance slowly become more in random thought than reality.
"Come on" a voice said through the veil of thought as I was pretty much dragged to the interview room by Mrs Smith. The man sat on the other side of the table in the dark room.
"Hey " black haired one said snapping me out of a daze" we are kyle, john, gary and steven" 'gary' said pointing at each one as he went."so tell us about yourself since they couldn't find your file" he leaned back in his chair as the others leaned forward.
"My names skylar, I, m 17 . No I do not want to stick around here long and if you adopt me I won't stay with you long either. I make my own clothes cause I find the white ones provided hideous and I play guitar. Oh yeah and I also burn my file every time they make a new one"
That was all that they needed to know.
"Okay "the one in the hat spoke up" but sweetie can you please tell us why you did this?" The one in the hat, Steven I think he was called, gently turned over my arm and put it on the table, revealing the scars that they had already seen but still upset them. Me more then them. I couldn't bear to look at the cuts so i turned my head in shame.
"Why"i heard one whisper.
"I couldn't even begin to explain to you because you would not understand" I say clearly though my voice snaps half way through and when I, m done I, m sobbing on to one hand, the other I let lye limp on the cold table.
What happened next was unusual.
Someone had picked me up bridal style and sat down again with me curled up on his lap. Not to mention the fact that he was stroking my hair with one hand and hugging me with the other.
"You wanna talk about this without cameras?" He asked in to my hair and it was now obvious that it was the short one.
"Sure"my voice was nothing more than a whisper.
I felt this guy stand up ,expecting weight off me but getting nothing. The feeling of stares coming from the others. The short one ,who was carrying me, pushed open the door with his foot and after that point i didn't even want to open my eyes again. So I buried my head into his chest and tried to ignore the probable stares of the other girls.
"Could you give me directions to skylars room please?" I heard him mutter to one girl who didn't reply so I guess she pointed upstairs.
I jumped slightly in his arms as he went up the stairs. By the time we were on the third you would expect him to be out of breath but he was perfectly fine.
"Which ones yours ?" He asked , scanning the corridor like he had to ask.
"Dark one at the end "was my muffled reply. He walked cosiously towards my door and only had to tap it with his boot to get it to open. Slowly, he sat down on my bed and returned his face to my hair.
"Now , tell me everything"
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