I'm sorry that I haven't updated for a while and that this update is so short. A-level coursework and stuff has been taking over and I've been getting very stressed lately. I'm also low on inspiration so bear with me. Thanks as ever for XTimeGirlX and Your-Worst-Nightmare-x for reviewing and your constant support. I love you guys. I hope you enjoy this chapter despite its shortness.
Martha was left alone in the office as Tessa left for her lunch break. She didn't have the energy to get up and wander around the city looking for somewhere to eat. Not today. So she sat in her chair staring at the computer screen. Staring at the picture of Mills' Orphanage. As she sat she felt herself drifting off, sleep finally clawing at her...
She was young, no older than three or four years old. Her father had taken her out for a walk, just a short one, and they had stopped at a large building with a sign outside that, being so young, she could neither read nor understand. Her father bent down in front of her, so that they were at eye-level with each other, and spoke,
"Martha, I want you to stay her," he said, "I'll be right back." She nodded and, like the good little girl she was, she stayed. She waited and waited. Eventually a woman came out from the building, smiling softly,
"Hey love, why don't you come inside with me?" Martha turned to face the woman and shook her head defiantly,
"Waiting." She said simply and turned back round,
"Who are you waiting for lovie?"
"Daddy." He never came back. The sign, she later learned, said 'Orphanage', and it wasn't long before she learned the meaning of the word. Her Daddy didn't want her. Nobody wanted her. Nobody cared. She was alone.