It took two weeks for Hayley return from the hospital with all of her injuries. She was actually lucky to survive such a high fall. She only suffered a broken leg, three broken ribs, a fractured hip, her left arm was fractured, and she damaged her tailbone. So to be frank, she was fucked up!

The best of all of this is that Hayley never told on me. I assume that she didn't see me push her. I was swift when I shoved her little ass out of the window. After I shoved her out of the window, I released all of my pent up frustrations and emotions. She was placed in her dorm to rest. I considered going in there and torturing her. I imagined myself battering her, choking her, and ripping out her hair.

But I dismissed that thought. She finally got what she deserved and I should just let the misery and agony destroy her naturally.

After all of my rage and destruction has passed, life reverted back to normal. Alyona was freed from her cast and was fully healed. Children regained their innocence. Amber was adopted by her Aunt a week after I poisoned her, furthur giving Hayley heartbreak. When she learned that her best friend was gone, she lamented and sobbed for an entire day. Her sobs of misery was pleasing to hear.

From that point, I made a decision to be segregated. Only Alyona was allowed to be around me. Even though I managed to get away with acts of violence, I don't want to risk my luck. I need to focus on my future adoption.

I evaded talking to anyone new. Me and Alyona kept to ourselves. We were secluded to each other. I did enjoy my time with my daughter. My life here was bearable with Alyona by my side. But every second, my fear keeps growing and growing. I am terrified of the idea of me being trapped here for years and years to come.

I struggle to keep my nerves calm when anxiety is boiling within me. I felt great envy for the lucky children being taken away by smiling adoptive parents.

I constantly think about my future family. A man whom I could swoon and make my lover. A adorable child that I could adopt and nurture with all of the love and compassion. I desire to be the matriarch of my own household.

Potential parents began to pour in during this month of Janaury. I dreaded Janaury. My birth month. On Janaury 18th, I turned 30. Usually on this day, I dreaded the fact that I am growing older and older. Even though I am young, I felt ancient.

Seeing the children enjoying their youthful exuberance makes me envious. I hated this place so much, all I wanted to do was be adopted already! But being with Alyona made my birthday bearable for once. Me and her sat alone in the art room, chattering and giggling among each other. We were both painting beautiful and vivid paintings.

Then Alyona nudged me gently. I turned my head to her to see a sweet smile on her face. I realized she had something behind her back. "I have a surprise for you." She chirped.

I stopped painting and Alyona eagerly showed me a sweet card she crafted. It was a homemade card that was beautifully decorated. The card was pale yellow, on the front, there is a cute cupcake with pink icing on it drawn on it. She gave it to me and immediately opened it and I am amazed by the pop art inside. Colorful balloons pops out of the card and I was completely fascinated. "This is adorable, Aly!" I rejoiced.

Under the pop art was written in black bold letters: TO MY BEST FRIEND, MERCY!

I felt my heart lift. I am nearly brought to tears.

"Thank you." I chirped. Alyona beamed happily. We both continued to paint diligently. Every passing second was bliss for me. The room is tranquil and humble, I'm close to my sweet tempered daughter, and I was gifted with a lovely present.

Then I heard something better that instantly seized my attention. "Hello?" It was a male voice. I turned around in my chair to be enthralled to see a handsome man entering the room. The man is tall, chiseled face, chestnut hair with eyes blue as a cornflower. He has fair skin and a attractive body. I felt the entire world fade away, it was as if there was me and him were the only two people in the world.

"Hey," The man greeted us. He extended out a firm hand to me. Eagerly, I shook his hand. His hand is pleasantly warm.

"My name is Mercedes, what is your name?" I introduced myself with a beautiful smile.

"Cole. Cole Weiss." He told me. Cole seemed instantly charmed by my accent. My thick and smooth accent has always been one of my trademark.

I gestured to a reserved Alyona. "This is Alyona." I said precisely.

Cole smiled warmly at Alyona and extended out a hand to her. Alyona just stared at Cole shyly. Her eyes met mine and I silently urged her to shake his hand.

Alyona looked at Cole directly in the eyes and gingerly shook his hand. "Hi." She whispered.

Cole eyed our art work. "These are amazing." He complimented. I felt my heart swoon, I was trapped in a state of euphoria. "Thank you." I said sweetly.

Cole grabbed a nearby chair to sit next to me. "Mind if I sit?" He asked.

"Of course." I said precisely.

Cole sat down and examined our paintings. "I wish I could paint like this. You two girls has great talent!" He exclaimed.

I nodded and smiled broadly. I took one sweet look at him and I was deeply in love.

"Oh there he is!" The voice of Sister Wanda invaded the room. I turned my head to see Sister Wanda and a woman in the doorway. The woman is smiling at us and gave me and Alyona a friendly wave.

"Wanda, this is Mercedes and Alyona." Cole urged. At first I was convinced he was speaking to Sister Wanda until the woman entered the room. The woman was very pretty, similar to Alyssa Green. She had wavy soft brown hair. She was willowy and slender. Wanda is admittedly beautiful, she wears light makeup to make her defined features to glow. Her blue eyes are as blue as the ocean. Wanda has light freckles scattered on her face and a dimpled smile. The couple was dressed warmly for the pleasant day.

The woman extended out a kind hand to each of us. "Hello," She chirped. "My name is Wanda Weiss."

I shook her hand limply. I did not like this woman at all.

"Wanda, look at their drawings!" Cole exalted, gesturing to our paintings.

Wanda admired the paintings with wide eyes. "They are beautiful!" She beamed. I gave the couple a humble smile.

"It is a pleasure to meet you both." I said politely.

Wanda gazed at my painting. "Your painting is beautiful, any meaning to it?"

"Yes," I said. My painting was a meadow of flowers, a mama bear is soundly sleeping with her little cubs. "It is a Mama bear sleeping with her babies." I made sure I smiled beautifully.

Wanda beamed. I had this couple wrapped around my finger. I briefly glanced at Wanda. I had to swallow my dislike for her.

I pretended to be stupid. "Why are you here?" I asked innocently.

Cole gave me a broad smile. "Well me and my wife are looking for a little addition to our family." He admitted.

Wanda smiled at me and Alyona. Her eyes became fixated on Alyona. I turned my head to Alyona. She was shy, avoiding eye contact with the couple.

"You're Alyona, right?" Wanda asked Alyona. Alyona's attention was seized.

Alyona spoke in a soft voice. "Yes."

Wanda eyed both of us, scanning us with curiosity. "What are you two here alone?" I spoke for Alyona. "We often sit in here to paint and hang out." I explain.

Wanda gave me a warm smile. She chuckled under her breath. "So you're the ringleader." She humored. Cole found this funny and chuckled along with his wife.

"Alyona is my best friend." I said sweetly. The moment I said this, Wanda and Cole's heartstrings were pulled. I glanced at Alyona. She seemed be heartwarmed that I said this.

"Tell me about yourself, Mercy." Wanda probed. I felt my body beaming with pride. I had these people charmed and hooked.

"I am from Estonia." I said. I was eager to learn about the Weiss. I wanted to learn everything about them. "What about you?"

Wanda sat upright in her chair. "Well I was born in Florida, I went to college here and I met my husband there." She said.

My eyes flicked to Cole. "What about you?" I then added a question that I deeply cared about. "Do you have children?"

"I lived here all of my life." Then he promptly answered my other question. "Yes. Me and my wife have big family."

I immediately think about the Sullivans. I wonder if Wanda is similar to Sarah. I felt like I was repeating the same family.

Cole goes on to elucidate. " We have twin daughters named Melanie and Morgan, they are fifteen. We have Cody, he is eleven, and we have Sabrina, who is seven."

I was completely interested. "Tell me about them, please?" I begged. Wanda and Cole were comfortable enough to reveal their children to me. I knew that this moment I have successfully charmed the Weiss.

Cole goes first. "I eventually met the love of my life." With that, Cole grabbed Wanda's hand and squeezed it. He stared into her eyes lovingly. Wanda broke out into a dreamy smile and giggled. I struggled not to frown. It was apparent that this couple was deeply in love with one another.

"They all sound nice. I am positive they are happy to have parents like you two."

The couple exchanged a look to each other. It was as if they could read each other's minds.

Then he added. "And I have one niece whom we adopted named Shelia, she is eight."

I beamed at the ideas of having more daughters for me to adopt. I loved the ideas of having Sabrina and Shelia being my daughters.

Wanda engaged Alyona into our conservation. "So tell me about yourself, Alyona?" Alyona, being a reserved soul, appeared thoughtful. She took time to speak. "I am from Russia," She remarked softly. "I have a older brother that still lives in Russia."

Wanda beamed. "Well you seem like a sweet girl. Anyone would be lucky to have you as a daughter."

Alyona's heart was warmed by this compliment and she broke out into a humble smile. "Thank you." She said politely.

I glanced at Alyona. I desired Alyona to be adopted with me. I imagined the idea of Alyona and my future daughters being nurtured by me with all of the love and compassion in the world.

Wanda smiled at us, eyeing both of us. She and Cole exchanged another look. They both nodded in unison.

"Well," Wanda clasped her hands together confidently. "We made up our minds." She assured. My heart began to burst with excitement. I wanted to jump up and down with joy.

"Are you adopting me and Alyona?" I squealed.

Cole and Wanda nodded at the same time. "Yes." Wanda confirmed. Alyona is beside herself, smiling and looking at the floor shyly. Then Wanda plucked her wallet out of her leather purse. She then proceeded to show me photos of the Weiss children.

It was a professional photo of all of the children. All of the children were standing next to each other, smiling in formal outfits behind a beautiful light blue background.

Wanda pointed out each child. She pointed to Cody. A tall, brown haired boy wearing a black formal suit. "This is Morgan and Melanie," Melanie looked nothing like her siblings or parents, she had straight auburn hair and blue eyes. I quickly realized the twins are fraternal, because Morgan has wavy blonde hair and brown eyes. Physically the twins are slender and graceful. "This is Sabrina." She then pointed to a adorable Sabrina. A pint sized little girl with curly golden blonde hair and shimmering brown eyes. She wore a cute pink dress.

And finally Shelia. A equally adorable girl with straight chocolate brown hair and glistening brown eyes. She was comparably small. She was cute as a button. She wore a blue dress with a black hairbow in her hair. I felt my motherly instincts clinging to the small children. I did not care about the other children. Similar to the Sullivans, I did not care for the older children. When I seduce Cole, I will remove them along with Wanda. All I wanted to do was learn about Shelia and Sabrina. Eventually the Weiss had to departed to go pick up their children from school. We hugged and exchanged farewells.

Once me and Alyona were completely alone, I embraced her full of joy. I spun her around, squeezing her as tightly as I could."We're adopted! We're adopted!" I squealed. When I released Alyona, I frowned at the sight of her not smiling. She appeared skeptical. "What if they're not nice?" She questioned.

I shook my head. "They are nice." I insisted. Alyona gulped. "I hope so, but….Alyssa…." She muttered.

I understood her point. Alyssa was a disappointment for a parent, but the Weiss seemed like a well off couple.

"I really hope you're right, Mercy." Alyona said softly. "I'm just scared that they will be mean and be crazy!" Alyona expressed.

I put a understanding hand on her shoulder. "Alyona, you can't keep thinking like that. There are good people out there. People who love you and will nurture you." I reassured her. Alyona still appeared skeptical, but her expression softened. "I hope you're right." She muttered. She seemed hesitant to express her opinions. "Well….I...just...worry that this family will not be great. What if they start abusing us and hurting us?" Once her concern rose to the surface, her emotions overflowed through her body. Tears poured down her cheeks immediately. I became dreadfully worried about Alyona's wellbeing. I decided that listening to her troubles is a wise choice. "I want a good home. I want to be adopted by nice people. People who actually care about me. Not adults like Alyssa who didn't pay attention to us. I just don't want to be…." Her lips quivered and she bit her lower lip. Without a word, she sprinted out of the room. "ALYONA!" I shrieked. I chased after the girl, Alyona was running like her hair was on fire, she dove into our dorm. I spilled into the dorm after her. Alyona climbed onto the top bunk, she was shuddering uncontrollably. "Please, Mercy, I want to be alone!" She whispered harshly. I do not leave the room. I am determined to comfort Alyona. Alyona then buried her face in her pillow, she was uttering out broken sobs that echoed through the room. I felt my heart ached. What abuse has this poor child endured? I want to hug her so badly.

Alyona cried her little heart out. Compassion flowed through me like a wave. I climbed up to the top bunk and sat on the bed. I reached my hand to the sobbing girl and put a warm hand on her back. "It is alright, Alyona. I am here for you." I chirped.

Alyona lifted her head from the pillow. Her eyes are puffy from her crying. Her face is reddish.

"Alyona, what exactly are you scared of?" I asked her. Alyona trembled in response. She was shaking like a leaf in a storm. Her voice was hoarse and weak. "Everything. I just don't want to be hit, touched, or be yelled at!" She wept.

I smiled confidently at her. "Alyona, I will protect you. I protected you before. I will protect you now."

Alyona appeared thoughtful.

I kept going. "Remember Alyssa? I was there for you. Jessica. Hayley. Amber. Everyone that hurt us. I protected you."

Alyona sniffled. She stopped shaking. "Yeah. But I just don't want to be abused anymore." She said plainly.

"You won't. Wanda and Cole are nice."

Alyona is stubborn. "But what if they don't stay nice?" She challenged.

"They will. Trust me." I promised. Alyona gave up, she embraced me tightly. I planted sweet kisses on her forehead. "Don't worry, Alyona. I will always love you." I said kindly.

For a couple of days, I was bursting with euphoria. I was glowing with confidence. The Weiss would visit me and Alyona twice a week. They were going to adopt both of us because me and Alyona are so close. Over time, I learned more and more about the Weiss family. I learned that Wanda was a former fashion designer who turned into a stay at home and a housewife. Cole was the breadwinner who worked as a architect. I learned vague details about Shelia. Cole never gave me great details, but he did tell me that his younger sister, Gemma lost custody to Shelia for "personal issues." He never indulged in what issues meant, but it must have been pretty bad for Gemma to lose primary custody to her child. Wanda and Cole adored their children and spoke highly of them.

At one point during their visits, I begged Cole and Wanda for a family photo. Luckily for me, I was granted my wish by Cole. It was a lovely picture of all of the children. It is a beautiful summer day, the children stood in a field, smiling and posing for a picture. I only cared about Sabrina and Shelia. From the photo, I could almost define their personalities from their mannerisms. Sabrina is frozen in bliss, she has a hyperactive pose with a jovial smile. Everything about her was carefree and cheerful. Shelia stays next to her as her polar opposite. Instead of smiling like the others, Shelia appears upset. Perhaps there was turmoil before or during the time of the photo. Her arms are crossed defiantly, intense willpower glimmers in her disapleased eyes. Stubbornly, she frowns at the camera. Why I was given this picture, I have no idea. I stayed up late in the night, Alyona and the other roommates were fast asleep. I gazed at my photo. I was fixated on Sabrina and Shelia. My future daughters that I have already grown to love and treasure. Hope popped into my mind. I wondered how she is. I hope she is happy and well. All I want for her is to have a wonderful life. I vowed myself that I will be a attentive and compassionate Mother to these children. I had this deep seated fear that began to grow increasingly. A fear of me not being able to balance my love. I remembered Blake. I loved her and cherished her for a long time. Then Hope was born and all of my love went to her. I promised myself that I would not repeat that mistake. Alyona had my infinite love and affections. I would love my children equally, like a Mother would.

As days turned into weeks, I was eager to leave this shithole. Alyona kept to herself, being a reserved soul. I can tell that she is still afraid of this drastic change, but she is happy that I am with her. I was prideful of myself for finally finding myself a home.

I am still currently working on The Avenging. Dealing with a slight hint of Writer Block, so for now, I will multitask between The Infection, Mercy, and The Avenging. I can't promise when it will come out, but I have already wrote out beginning chapters of each of my stories and it will take time to write them due to writer blocks, school, and time management. For now, you may see more Mercy chapters.

In the next chapter, Mercy and Alyona go live with the Weiss family.