A/N: Well Chapter 3 is up now ^_^ and i decided to drop the slash/twincest stuff since I dun have any idea's for that. It may come back but that'll only happen when and if i get ideas
for that. Anyway Enjoy.
Chapter 3 – The Other Side
"Dinner!" yelled a tall black-haired woman who seemed to be in her early 40's, but is actually in the mid-40's.
She soon heard footsteps coming down the stairs. As she turned around she saw a dark-brown haired boy walk into the kitchen.
Said boy was a 16 year old teenager, who was really smart, had good grades and could go into deep(complicated and confusing to her) conversations with his 'father', who was sitting at the dinner table finishing something up on his laptop.
"Hmmm, smells nice mom." The boy said as he sat down, eager to eat what his 'mother' made for dinner.
Said 'mother', Laura was her name, had a warm smile on her face. It had taken a long, and hard, time to get the boy to finally call her mom.
You see, said boy wasn't actually HER son, she and her husband had adopted him. She has always wanted a child of her own, but they never succeeded so they decided to adopt. They wanted to help a child find a family and take good care of said child.
She still remembers the day they met their foster son.
~Flashback~
As Laura and her husband , Jacob, walked into the orphanage, they saw kids everywhere either playing games, playing with toys or drawing on pieces of paper.
A woman walked up to them and asked, "Can I help you?"
"Yes we're the Mitchell's, we are here to see Mrs. Weather." Jacob said, the woman nodded, "Alright, just wait here I'll go get her." She said politely.
As they waited they looked around a bit at all the children. Some where running around all over the place while others were sitting on the ground doodling on paper in the utmost concentration. "Honey, I'm going to look for a bathroom, I'll be right back." Jacob said going to look for a toilet in the vicinity.
As Laura kept looking around she noticed one of the kids, a boy, was sitting all alone in the corner of the playroom just looking out the window.
She walked over and, as she approached him, she said, "Hello there," As she spoke up the boy seemed to tense. "What are you doing here all alone, don't you want to play with the others?" she asked.
The boy looked up at her, a scared look in his eyes. "N-n-no I don't want to, I just want to be alone." He said so quietly, that Laura had to strain her ears to hear. "Why's that?" She asked him, speaking softer and slowly sitting down next to him, not wanting to scare him even more.
"J-just because I want to." He muttered. "Well do you mind if I sit next to you?" She asked the boy.
He seemed to get tenser at that, "W-w-why?" he whispered. "Well you seem like a nice boy, and I want to get to know you a little. Oh, my name is Laura Mitchell, but you can just call me Laura. I always feel old when people call me Miss or Mrs." She said. A gentle smile on her face. "What's your name?" she asked. "L-Logan, Logan Pallister." He said quietly. "That's a nice name," Laura said, "And how old are you Logan?".
"F-fourteen." He said, he seemed to get more comfortable talking to this strange woman.
"Mrs. Mitchell?" asked a woman dressed in a black and white shirt, with a diamond pattern, and a pair of dark skinny jeans.
Laura stood up, "Yes, and you can call me Laura. Mrs. Weather I presume?" she said extending her hand. The woman nodded and shook her hand.
At that moment Jacob walked up to them and greeted Mrs. Weather. "Hi, I'm Jacob, Jacob Mitchell." He said. Also shaking Mrs. Weather's hand.
"Nice to meet you, now I heard you were looking to adopt?" she asked after introduction's were over with.
"Yes, we are. I was just getting to know Logan here a little." She said motioning to the boy in question.
He looked scared again after Jacob and Mrs. Weather joined them. "He seems like a nice young man."
Logan just stared at the floor. He was getting really scared.
As Laura and Jacob talked about the adoption how and when they'll choose one of the children here, with Mrs. Weather.
Logan was starting to shake a little. He was afraid that they'd pick him. He didn't want to go to ANOTHER Foster family. They always treated him like he was a dumb and utterly stupid little kid. That or they used him to get rid of their frustration by using him as a punching bag. He didn't want any of that.
He started to shake harder and was getting tears in his eyes. He involuntarily let out a whimper, then he shot up and ran away as fast as he could, looking for a secluded place. He didn't want anyone near him for a while.
As they conversed Laura noticed that Logan was shaking a little, and suddenly he started to shake harder and she heard a whimper coming from him.
"Logan, are you okay?" she asked. But all Logan did was shoot up and run for his life.
"Not again." Mrs. Weather said.
"What do you mean 'Again'?" Jacob asked. "Well Logan is not just an ordinary orphan. Its said that the family he was taken from by childcare was not his biological one. He's believed to be kidnapped by them. He's also a victim of allot of abuse." She said with a look in her eyes that definitely told them she disapproved of what happened to the boy.
"He's been from 1 foster family to the other, no one seems to know how to deal with him." She finished.
"So he runs off like that often?" Laura asked. "Yes, he does. He doesn't seem to be comfortable with lots of people nearby, especially adults." Mrs. Weather responded.
"Let me try to talk to him." Laura said. "Your welcome to try but I can assure you its not likely that he'll let you near. His room is down the hall where he ran to. You'll find it easily since his name is on the door." Mrs. Weather said.
So Laura walked down the hall, looking at every door until she found the one that said 'LOGAN' in big colored letters.
She softly knocked on the door and said, "Logan, It's me Laura, may I come in?"
She waited for a response but got none. So she slowly opened the door and looked inside. Logan was nowhere to be seen.
She turned to leave but heard a sniffle coming from the room, so she slowly walked in.
Looking around she saw that the blankets were missing from Logan's bed, so that confirmed that he was probably still here.
When she looked the other way she saw that something was sticking out of the closet doors.
Walking over, she softly spoke, "Logan? Are you alright? What's the matter honey?" She heard another sniffle coming from inside of the closet, so she quietly opened the door.
Looking inside she saw the missing blankets in a big heap and it was moving ever so slightly. She knelt down and softly patted the heap. It stopped moving instantly and Logan's head came slowly form underneath it. He had red, puffy eyes and there were tear streaks on his cheeks, tears were still streaming down his face.
Laura reached over to comfort him, but he backed away from her so she settled for just sitting next to him on the floor outside of the closed.
She figured that he would come to her when he was comfortable enough around her. "Are you okay?" She softly spoke.
Logan just looked at her, waiting for her to do anything to him. But she never did she just sat there waiting for him to respond.
He slowly shook his head. And more tears started running down his cheeks.
"You want to talk about it?" Laura asked. It hurt her to see a child that young this afraid and hurt.
Logan franticly shook his head, he didn't want to talk about it, he didn't even want to THINK about it.
He started to sob loudly as he pulled his legs to his chest laying his head on his knees.
Laura gently started to rub Logan's back, surprised he let her.
From the doorway Jacob and a surprised Mrs. Weather were watching the scene. 'I can't believe it she's the first ever to even get him to answer a question when he's like that, let alone be able to comfort him.' Mrs. Weather thought.
Logan slowly started to get comfortable around Laura. 'She hasn't tried to hurt me or anything, and she doesn't treat me like I could break any moment. Maybe... just maybe she and that other man are different.' Logan thought. Unconsciously leaning into the touch.
Laura noticed he was leaning into her and wrapped her arms around the boy and slowly rocked back and forth to comfort him. He didn't tense or backed away.
'Well that's a good sign.' She thought.
After a while Logan had calmed down considerably and they had started to talk about little things, what their hobby's were, where they were good at, etc.
She even got to make Logan laugh a little when she was telling him about the mischief she got into when she was his age.
Suddenly there was a soft knock on the door and they saw Mrs. Weather smiling as she asked if they wanted something to drink.
"A cup of tea of tea would be nice." Laura answered. Logan just nodded slowly. Mrs. Weather smiled and left to get the drinks. Then Jacob slowly walked in and introduced himself to Logan.
Even though he looked a little tense, Logan was comfortable, he really liked the Mitchell's, but that didn't mean he was hoping to get adopted by them. He was still Afraid that this may be an act to lure him in.
After an hour or 2 of talking and playing a little Laura called to get Logan's attention. Said boy looked up from the game of checkers he and Jacob were playing.
"Would you like to come home with us?" She asked. Logan froze, he couldn't believe it, they choose him again, he didn't know what to do.
They were nice people but he still suspected it to be an act, then again he was never ASKED to come with a family. He was always forced by them, this is the first time HE was allowed to decide.
Laura and Jacob both noticed how the boy suddenly froze, they expected him to push them back again, but he didn't do anything, he was just staring ahead of him in deep thought.
"You know, you don't have to if you don't want to come that's alright with us. It's your decision." Jacob said.
Logan snapped out of it when he said that. He was now looking at his feet and softly whispered, "...S-sure, I-I'd love to."
"You sure? I don't want you to feel like your being forced to." Laura said.
"N-n-no I want to I really do... it's just that...It's the first time I've been asked to." He said with a small smile.
And so after sealing the deal with Mrs. Weather. Logan was adopted.
~End Flashback~
And now here they are, 2 years later. She was also very surprised that Logan begged them to change his last name from Pallister to Mitchell. But even though they got get along well there were still moments that Logan hid himself somewhere quiet and secluded. It also took a while before they got answers as to why he woke up screaming. But they now are a happy little family.
And they hope to find Logan's real family someday.
"So how is it going with that science project you're working on?" Laura asked Logan. And so he started to say it was okay and then rambled on about the details, which she had no clue of what it all meant. Thank god her husband was there to explain it later.