4 years ago
"I can't believe her." I Stormed out of my mother's house. "How could she say those things?" Yelling so that damned old witch can hear.
I'm 20 fucking years old I can take care of a child. I know it's not mine and don't know anything about her.
Shall I explain? Well mom and I live in an apartment complex and our neighbors, 2 newly weeds (drug addicts.) and a 4 year old daughter Gracie. I know she was being abused physically and mentally. I mean just by looking at her you can tell she's not being feed and I was sick of playing the whole 'I didn't see or hear anything' routine. So today im going to talk to Gracie and her 'parents' to see if I could take her in, I have talked and played with Gracie before and I fell in love with her; she was adorable, smart and funny. I well get her out of there damnit even if it well take me forever!
I knocked on the door; I heard a crash and then footsteps toward the door. The door opened bleeding out a god awful stench, I held a gag that was making its way through my throat to smile at a very intoxicated women.
"What do you want Call?" She held no kind of restraint to kind the rudeness to the minimum, I sighed. I figured it was going to be like this.
"We need to talk." I held up the adoption forms, her eyes widened then she smiled and opened the door wider letting me in. I stepped in to see a gruesome house clearly it smelled better then it looked, but the smell was still terrible; my eyes even began watering.
"Sarah who's at the god damn door?" A man voice rang through the apartment. "Miss. Call she here to take the brat." I heard footsteps approaching me, then a short fat man came forward and he had glazed over eyes, clearly he was high off something.
"Okay I'm here to give Gracie a better home and life." I stated slowly, his gazed turned sour.
"Are you saying my house isn't good enough for a messily mistake." HE yelled, I held up my hands surrendering before this turned into a battle.
"Please Sir I didn't mean it that way. I hear you guys yelling at each other about her, hell you even yell at her, I've seen the bruises and the cuts on her. I'm just asking you to hear out my deal, well you?" If I can't make them understand a deal well most likely succeed in doing so.
"A deal huh? Alright what you got?" I smirked, hell we lived in LA nothing is done right if it doesn't have a deal involved. I know a thing our to about all the markets and shit. I choose to stay away, people say I have a knack for persuading people and I would have to agree with them.
"To put it blunt, freedom." I put my hands on each of their shoulders. "No worrying about her, no money spent on her, no seeing her there in front of you, and of course no limits on your wonderful sex life." The man's smirk widened.
"Sign the paper and she well be out by tonight, and you can have all the sex you want with her being there with her teary, red eyes staring at you well trying to please your women eh. Sound mighty find doesn't?" I stepped back. "No more kid, you well never see her again for the rest of you lives." The paper was snatched out of my hands and signed and straight back in my hands, they were no staring lustfully at each other; I shook my head and moved to the side. "Bathroom." They said together and I nodded.
I knocked on the bathroom door. "Gracie it's my Christen, can you open the door for me?" the door slowly opened. "Let's get out of here, you in?" She nodded and grabbed her things and we were out of there.