Sorry for the LONG wait! This chapter was written about two different times, then got erased from my computer two different times! Forgive me, wontcha ;D
Anyways, someone whose name I can't remember at the moment suggested that I do an Eva chapter. She's the only one to ask for an Eva on, and a good idea she presented it with. :3
I CAN'T WRITE EVA'S POINT OF VIEW TO SAVE MY LIFE.
"WATCH WERE YOU'RE GOING!" I shout out as someone bumps into me. I turn around to see who the new victim would be. I'm outside the gym parking lot, looking for my car.
"B-but. I'm sowwy," A small boy hides tears in his eyes. It takes me a minute to realize who it was. A small boy of 5, maybe.
I swear at my actions, and then again when I realize I swore in front of a child. He holds tears in his eyes, and try to slightly calm him down. Loving and warm wasn't exactly my thing,
"What have you done to my child!" I hear a voice scream behind me. A soccer mom of maybe 30 who glares at me with evil eyes. I glare right back at her. I did nothing wrong. Just got a little confused. "Come Billy!" she sticks her noise up in the air, as if I'm not worthy of her time.
"I don't need you! I don't even know who you are!" I shout to the lady and stamp my foot on the ground, but she's too far to hear me. I sigh as my rage eventually wears off.
As I find my car, slid in the seat and look out the windshield. The stupid preppy lady at the Anger Management said I shouldn't drive when I'm angry. Something stupid I don't remember why.
I cool down and put the key in the slot. I stare into the night sky, and see a small streak fall from the sky. A shooting star.
I don't believe in wishes. I think they're just a stupid excuse for preppy girls to wish for something else they can have. But hey, you never know if there really is someone answering these stupid things.
"I wish… I can be kinda nicer," I sigh at disbelief of the fact that I just said that. Great, now I've become one of them. I put my car in reverse and speed out of the parking lot.
…
I'm half-way to my house when I smell a gross burning smell. Not too long after, the car comes to an almost complete stop. I swear as I pull the car in the different gears, yet getting no results of moving the car.
I jump out of the car and slam the door with all my might. I swear as I look into the engine that had balls of smoke coming out of it. I reach for my cell-phone, then remember, I left it at home.
I check my surroundings. I chose the worst possible spot to stop. I had to have car troubles near the alley. The only light I have is that from the one single streetlight a couple of yards away.
"ARG!" I scream as I kick my car. I'm just about to go one with my rage as I hear something close by. It sounds like a whimper of possibly a small animal or child.
"Hello!?" I shout as I scan the area. Right in front of me was a small alley with a garbage bin in it. I keep my eyes glued to it, as if something can pop out of it any moment. When nothing came, I go back to my car.
"Why you so mad?" someone lightly tugs at the back of my shirt. I jump and my heart beats fast as I turn around to see who or what it was.
"I'm sorry!" another voice next to the first voice cries.
It's two small children of maybe six or seven. A boy and a girl. The girl is wearing a long sleeved pink sweater with small jeans while the boy is wearing a simple black and white striped shirt with small black jeans. They're both covered in mud with their hair in a mess and bundle. They both share dark brown hair and emerald green eyes.
"Don't scare me like that! Where are your parents?" I notice I keep a strict voice, but try to slightly make it more calm, to not scare them.
They both just stare at me with sad blue eyes and are silent, as if they are hiding a sad truth.
"Um…"
"Mommy's gone," the girl manages to whimper.
"Gone where?" I ask, not understanding the child.
"Gone with Daddy," the boy softly cries.
"Whose supposed to be watching you?"
"The nuns," the both say at the same time. The nuns… What?
"Why are you guys away from 'The Nuns?'" I ask. How come little children are so hard to understand!
"We ran away," the small girl says proudly.
"You do realize I have to bring you back to the church or orphanage," I pointed out, sighing as I would have to waste my time with these two young.
"No! Please!" they both cried as they started to shed small tears.
"We'll see how that works out later… I gotta go to the gas station. You two stay here and watch my car," I tell them and turn around to leave. I start walking in the dark night, but keep turning around as I hear voices and sounds coming from behind my back. Each time I turn around, they stop for a while and only reoccur once I stop looking.
I'm what I believe a mile from my car when I see the neon lights of what looks like the gas station up ahead. Just as I smile at my discovery, I hear the voices again. I do a very quick and sharp turn, and see this time who was making the noise.
The little children that I told to stay and watch my car were now about five yards away. I stomp the ground and yell at them. "Why aren't you watching my car!" I scream out in rage.
That was probably my first mistake, as that immediately got the little crying. I feel my fists tighten as I slowly walk to the children. No, I wasn't planning on hitting them, but I guess that's what the boy thought, as he started to cry in unison.
"Here we go again," I angrily say to myself as I kneel down to the children. How do you make them be quiet? Children were never my strongpoint…
"If you too be quiet, I'll buy you something," I say in an reassuring voice. That's how my father got me to be quiet when I was on my tantrums as a child.
The two stopped almost immediately, as if that was what they wanted all along. They both jumped up and down saying the different treats and toys they wanted. I wasn't planning on buying them all that, but if they kept on thinking it, maybe they'd stop crying for good.
"Thank you Miss!" they both smile widely.
"Yeah, whatever. You're welcome--" I start, but realize I never learned their names.
"I'm Elliot and this is my sister, Nina," the boy smiles as he holds his sisters hand.
"So you're like what, twins? Six-year old twins living on the streets of Canada, orphans, no less," I make sure I got it all right.
"What's an orcan?" Nina asks.
"Orphan, you have no parents."
"We do have parents! But they just don't live anymore…" Elliot lowers her head again. We've been through this already!
"Maybe it'd help if you told me your story in the gas station," I roll my eyes at how complicated they're making this. They nod and run up to me, each one trying to hold my hand. After a moment, I just put my hands on my chest, finding it incredibly awkward holing hands with the children.
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The gas station clerk called for a Tow for my car. He eyed my with disgust as if I was the mother of the children and I let them get so dirty and unfed. I pull out twenty dollars in my pocket and give it the children. "Get what you need," I look at them sternly. They both nod in agreement, but I find them scurrying over to the candy aisle.
The walk here, I understand slightly more about the two children. Like I was thinking, they were both twins whose parents died. They only had their mom, and she died in a car accident about three months ago. I figure they didn't spend all that time on the street, but I still am kinda impressed how such young children managed to live so long without the help of others.
"You know I'm still going to have to take you to the orphanage," I remind the children as they place twenty-dollars worth of candy on the counter.
"Yeah," they both hold back sobs as they whimper the real answer.
"Your cab awaits," the clerk tells me after he rung up the purchases and points to the car. I very weakly smile and motion for the children to follow.
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"These are the smallest shirts I have, so your going to have to find a way for them to fit," I walk in my bathroom and put the big shirts on my counter. They smile and laugh as they splash the water around and play in the bubbles that I found under the cupboard.
After the bath, I heat them up a small bowl of macaroni and watch them as they scarf it down. I hand them another bowl, and they inhale it like the first. I'm about to heat yet another when I turn around to find the children. I swear under my breath as I realize: I just lost two children in my own home.
How these kids managed to hide in such a small amount of time is beyond me. As I walk down my hallway to open the rest of my doors, I notice my bedroom door ajar. As I walk into my bedroom, I see the twins sleeping on the bed. They huddled together and wrapped themselves in my blanket.
I'm not a totally horrible person. The look of the small children was…cute. I've never been a fan of 'cute' things, but this was adorable. I couldn't help myself, and I did something that I normally frown upon. I let out a small sigh in an 'everything will be okay for them' sorta way.
I lay down on my couch, and almost immediately fall asleep.
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"So what are we going to do today!" Elliot brightly smiles and shakes me awake. His sister is right behind him.
"Taking you back," I say sleepily as I rub my eyes to help me awaken.
"Oh," they both sigh and look stare down to the floor. I almost feel guilt, and I have a hard time brushing it away.
I fry them up the remaining eggs I have left, they pick at it now and again. As they finish, I call a cab and give them the addresses that they need to know.
After I hear a cab arrive not too later, I hurry the kids outside. The faster this goes, the less tears I will have to face.
The ride was horrible. It was just so silent it was sickening. After I saw the orphanage, I was so glad. I pulled them out of the car and dragged them inside.
"Hello?" I call out at the front desk of the place. No one comes.
"Hello!" I say slightly louder.
"SOMEBODY BETTER ANSWER ME!" I go out in my rage again. As soon as I do, though, a tired young lady comes out from a back room and greets me.
"I think these belong to you," I mutter and show her the kids.
"Elliot! Nina!" the lady smiles and tries to embrace them in a hug, but the children try to pull away. She tries to ignore the fact, however, and continues to try. "How can I repay you for bringing these two back?" she smiles again, but it looks fake.
"I uh-" What does she mean, 'repay her?' "I would just like to ask to talk to them for a little while longer please."
The girl looked shocked when I told her that. But she agreed and shoved the kids to me. I take them to a hallway where I can be alone with them.
"Who's she?" I ask them.
"That's Ms. Lilly," Nina notes.
"She's the mean one," Elliot commented.
At that point, my head did something stupid. Like, stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid STUPID.
I walk to the front desk again, with the hand of either child in my hand, and tell the lady something that I never thought I'd say.
"I'd like to adapt these two."
The twins jumped up and down with excitement while the lady stared at me skeptically. I was forced into signing a whole bunch of paperwork and a lecture on 'How to be a Adaptive Parent.'
As I took the children home, the first thing I realized was the fact that two children cost a LOT of money. The children- wait, MY children weren't exactly cheap, and I learned that the hard way.
But maybe, just maybe, I DID become SLIGHTLY nicer by this whole deal. But it also taught me something I don't think I should try again: Wish upon a star, and you get two adapted children.
I REALLY need ideas for the remaining characters! I have an idea for one or two, but I need help on the rest! PLEASE help me!
Since two people both requested the same wish for Katie, I'll be having a Katie chapter up later ^_^