Why does life suck? Why do people lie to you? Why do people abound you? They say they are going to come back but never do. My mother did this to me. When I was nine. Money was tight and I knew it. She didn't want me to know but I did. She promised she would come back three years later but never did. She promised. She kissed my cheek and promised. I haven't seen her since. I have given up hope since then. No one wants me in their lives. I'm too old. No one wants a teenager. It's just a fact.
"Y/n there are two young men downstairs wanting to interview you dear." Mrs Heady says.
She runs the place. She has been by my side through it all. She only lets people interview me if she thinks that they are the right person for me.
"Okay I will be down in a second." I say looking away from my journal.
I write a lot. When I get in trouble instead for taking away television or spending time with friends Mrs Heady takes away my journal. It's painful for me not to write. After all I have been through I need somewhere to express my emotions.
As I stand up I flatten out the wrinkles on my navy blue dress. I quickly run over to the mirror and fix my hair then calm myself.
"These are the people Y/n, they will take you home. You will be happy." I tell myself this every time.
I take a deep breath then head downstairs. As I turn the corner I see two tall guys. One is a blonde and the other is a brunette. They both smile at me and I smile back.
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Adopted by The Trap House
FanfictionY/n was adopted by Sam and Colby and came to live in the Trap House after her mother left her at the orphanage at age nine. Her mother promised to come back three years later but never did. Y/n just gave up hope until these boys came into her life.
