Hey, you! Yes, the one staring intently at the computer screen. I want to apologize for being gone for so long. I've become obsessed with anime (everyone needs to watch it. Sorry if you don't and you're lost.) Besides that, I've been attempting to get fit. I know that I'm only in 8th grade and still young, but I'm technically not physically active (sporty). And now I have to go to a stupid dance/fake prom thing that I don't want to go to. *sighs.* Sorry for complaining there. I can't really tell anyone that, though. Anyways, this is chapter 50 and don't worry I'll be continuing this story until its end. I'll be doing a fanfiction for the anime Kuroshitsuji after this so if you have watched that, feel free to go check it out after this story is over. Enjoy and have a great day! By the way, I love what you've done with your hair today. It looks good. =)

Wanda POV

I roll over on my side and sigh. I didn't sleep well the night before, just like when I had to leave home. This place has paled in comparison to the orphanage, though that place was filled with pain and created from sorrow and loneliness. It somehow managed to be filled with love as well, though, and that outshone the grief. Here, there have been some amazing memories and some sad ones, but that's life. I still don't understand why Burns and I have to leave, but I suppose we'll survive after a while. Soon there's a knock on my door and I wipe the now ever-present tears.

"Come in," I say. Burns slowly opens the door and smiles a little, though it's a forced smile instead of his usual happy smile. "Hey."

"Hey," He says. He slowly makes his way to the other side of my bed and lies down on his back beside me. I lie on my back and we join hands as we stare silently at the ceiling. "Sunny and I broke up. I didn't want to break her heart, it hurt so bad to do it. But she agreed that it'd be better to let the other go and try to find a little more happiness. I don't think I'll be able to love someone like I love her, though." I nod.

"It's the same for me about Ian. Sometimes…sometimes I wonder if we had broken up before I left if I wouldn't have had as much heart break."

"I don't think it would have helped much. You love so deeply and so fiercely that it wouldn't have mattered when you broke up, where it was, or why. It would have hurt the same amount no matter what." Burns finishes his speech and I feel tears prickling in my eyes overflow and glide down my face. I nod and squeeze his hand.

"That was lovely," I whisper so my voice doesn't crack. His hand squeezes mine.

"Thank you."

5 Hours and 51 Minutes later at an airport in Wisconsin

Burns POV

We left California what seems like years ago. It's windy here and the sun is hidden behind clouds. It should stay there forever. The only sun I want to see is my sun back in California. I want to take Wanda and her family and friends back to California and just be happy. I haven't been happy in so long and it felt good. Of course, it must be replaced with anger, hate, and pain immediately. I can't have happy moments for long. It's never worked that way.

Wanda and I stand on the sidewalk and wait for this guy to show up. His name's Victor McIntyre and has lived here his whole life. It seems to be a dreary place to be, but whatever floats your boat, I guess. After waiting in silence for a few minutes, I look over at Wanda, who's staring blankly at the road. I sigh and put my arm around her shoulders.

"You know that we'll be fine, Wanda. You know that."

"No I don't," She says. "And you don't, either. What if we just get hurt? I don't want to get hurt, Burns. I can handle pain, but that doesn't mean I like it." I sigh and realize it came out sounding angrier than I meant it to. Before I can apologize, a car pulls over in front of us and the driver's side door opens and a man steps out.

Wanda POV

The car was a grey Nissan Rogue, but I wasn't really paying much attention to that. I was trying to decipher our new guardian. Victor McIntyre was tall-a few heads taller than Burns. He had messy brown hair that obviously hadn't been washed in a while and his clothes were hanging off of him. His face was hollow from either hunger or too much drugs. I sigh inwardly. This will not be good.

Burns POV

"Welcome to Wisconsin," Victor says. I groan inwardly. Why must we be stuck with pigs? "Get in the car and I'll show you your new home." He turns away from us and gets back in his car. Wanda and I gather our things and get in the back seats of the car. Once inside, we look at each other and grip each other's hands tightly. This will be a long day.

15 Minutes Later

Wanda POV

We get out of the car in front of a small white house. It has black shudders on the windows and actually looks more decent than Victor. We get our things again and go to the front door. Victor unlocks it and pushes his way in. I step inside and immediately smell the terrible, gagging scent of a smoker. I look around me at the mediocre furniture in the living room and to my left I see a doorway. Inside it, I see an oven. A kitchen. I hear a thud and look up at Victor, who has a hand on the banister of a set of stairs. I walk forward and climb up the stairs behind him with Burns following last.

We get up the few stairs and see a few doors in a short hallway. Two doors are on the right and three are on the left. I watch as Victor walks to the end of the hallway, reaches up, and pulls down the stairs to an attic. He looks back at us and motions for us to go up them. We walk slowly towards him and I put a foot on the bottom step. I look back at Burns, who is obviously angry, and then at Victor, who is getting irritated. He shoves my back hard and I drop one of my bags and reach my hands out to catch me before I fall on the stairs.

"Go faster. Up there is your room." Victor says in a deep voice.

"Just hers or-" Burns starts.

"Both of you will stay up there in your shared room until I tell you to come out, which is when you will be my servants. Now, go up there!" I begin to tremble from his forcefulness and gather my fallen bags. As quietly as possible, I go into the suffocating attic. I toss my things around the opening where the stairs will soon be and crawl away from the light, taking refuge in the darkness. Burns soon does the same as me and I crawl into his arms as the stairs come back up and we are surrounded by the silent darkness. A small voice from somewhere shocks us.

"Hello?" The voice says in a scratchy voice. A few other voices shush it, though. Others are here?

"Uh, hi?" Burns says just as quietly. A few sighs come from across from us and another voice speaks, the person's lips at the back of my neck.

"Hello, there." I jump and hide my face in Burns's chest. "Now, now. Don't be afraid of us. We're all each other has up here."

"Why am I not surprised that he got a boy and girl again?" An annoyed female voice says. The way she said it reminded me of Mel and a few tears fall from my eyes.

"Hey, are you guys okay?" A guy's voice says. The annoyed girl shushes him with another remark.

"Obviously they aren't. I mean, they live here now. Do you expect them to be alright? Just take a look at us."

"Well, don't worry. Everything he does ends fairly quickly." The voice from behind them says.

"Sometimes," A childish voice says. Everyone goes silent and movement comes from the right.

"You're okay now, though, Anahi. He hasn't hurt you in a while."

"He thinks I'm dead, doesn't he?" No one answers her. "Doesn't he?" She says, more forcefully this time.

"Probably. But he probably thinks half of us are dead."

"Most of us basically are." Soon, Burns and I are surrounded with the strangers' commentary on whether 'he' thinks they're dead. What have we gotten into?

The End

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JUST KIDDING! I'm in a weird mood right now so I'm sorry. Also, sorry you waited forever for this pathetic chapter that isn't long at all. I'll try to update sooner, but I can't really promise what I want to. Sorry whoever is still reading this story. Love you if you're reading this, though! *makes a heart with hands and waves.*