Mated With Five Boys

Chapter 2: Welcome Home.

"The marks humans leave are too often scars."- John Green 

"Young lady?"

A deep voice called again startling me awake.

I quickly open my eyes and looked over to see who it was that was calling me.

I was surprised to see that it was the man in the suit, that was seated next to me.

"Yes?"

I asked, still groggy from just waking up.

"Uh, the plane landed."

He said, pointing to the now-empty plane that I just now had noticed.

"Shit; I mumbled to myself.

"It's impolite to swear, especially a child like yourself."

He spoke sternly, furrowing his eyebrows at me.

"Sorry"

I replied, not really sorry.

I stood up from my seat and grabbed my journal and Mrs.

MacDymke's file when I looked back up the man was gone.

I honestly didn't expect to sleep the whole trip here.

But I do have to say the plane's seats beat laying on the floor any day.

I carefully slipped between the seats, trying not to lose my balance to get to the main hallway of the plane.

My legs felt like I was standing on water, probably because I've been sat down for so long.

I finally gain control of my legs and exited the plane.

When I got outside I was slapped with a rush of fresh air.

Goosebumps covered my arms.

The air felt lighter here than it did in New York.

And for some odd reason, I felt excitement bubble in my stomach, and an empowering sensation of freedom rippled through me like I had escaped something I didn't know about.

I quickly stepped down the stairs coming from the plane.

And that's when it hit me, I have no clue where the hell I'm supposed to go.

I looked around, lost.

That's when I noticed over to the left was a sign hanging over a glass hallway that connects to the airport building.

The sign said "Plane Landing Exit"

You can be really stupid sometimes Mia, I scolded myself.

I readjusted my journal and the file and headed towards the exit.

When I stepped onto the glass hallway it felt like someone sucker punched me in the stomach.

When you looked down on the glass floor you could see cars underneath you leaving the airport, or entering it for that matter.

I glanced over to the sides of the hallway and I could see mountains out in the distance, they looked tiny from here but I knew once you got closer they'd become ginormous.

I never knew I had a fear of heights until now, granted I've never been in a situation where heights ever played a factor.

I was usually forced to stay indoors or go to school.

Okay, Mia, you've got this, I told myself.

It's only what fifteen steps? Easy peasy lemon squeezy.

I tried to move my legs but they wouldn't budge.

"Oh come on! You stupid leg, move!"

I cursed it.

It was obviously not offended by what I had said cause it still wouldn't budge.

I put both my feet on either side of the floor, as far from the middle of the glass as I could get.

I closed my eyes tight, making sure I wouldn't be tempted to look down.

Taking baby steps I slowly made my way across.

"Are you okay?"

A boyish laugh asked.

Immediately opened my eyes.

Which I instantly regretted, cause now I was about halfway through the hallway.

Frozen looking down at the good sixteen-foot drop.

I could just imagine the glass breaking and me landing on the pavement, like an egg.

"Not at all!"

I yelped.

If it wasn’t for him I would have been just fine, I'd even be on the other side of this damned thing! "Of course not! You look ridiculous."

He laughed again.

scared out of my mind, I'd probably think his laugh was

Stop laughing you dickhead!

at

ground, wondering how I'm

like some help,

He asked.

about my fear of ending up like roadkill, My gaze jumped over

boy oh boy was

now, Mia, I

do you know

my

Summers.’ He replied,

supposed to know who that

IS GOING TO BREAK ARE YOU

I yelled, horrified.

not going to break

right in front of me

This lunatic jumped!

IM GOING

called out for someone but

my

making

if this thing breaks I fully

cologne invaded my nose,

light brown-blondish hair was combed over to one side but you could still see the curls trying to form at the ends

to mention he had

you

smiled down

put me

I demanded.

is my

winked, letting go

you know my

again since he never

Rose's foster kids, she showed me a picture of you at the house, she thought

He replied.

hit me, I did remember reading his name in

talking to myself I didn't even notice that Rylan had reached out grabbed my

that seemed so inviting,

My heart rate increased.

to piss him off? That's when I noticed what he

bruises that were scattered on my

"Who-"

He began.

"Don't"

I stop him.

"Please."

I practically begged him.

I hate

the sad looks, telling people how I fell down the stairs, breaking my arm to cover up for an

to class with new bruises every

"Mia look at me"

put his thumb under my chin

my head away not liking his forcefulness, nor did I want him to see me

trying to fight his movements

either side of my neck,

to hurt you

eyes bore into mine, with so much intensity that

long time nearly stopped my heart right then and

Trust.

backed away from him,

shook my head slightly getting my thoughts back

person I can trust is

at Rylan to see him watching me intently, I slightly nodded my head, not

"Come on.

take you to Rose so we can go home."He smiled down

Home.Such a funny word.

does that word even mean? Because I heard people say "home is where

the case my home was left back

"Put this on."

me

taking off his black jacket and headed

do I

at him and then back down

don't want to talk about what happened to you that's okay, but if Rose

his jacket towards me

wanted to argue with him, and tell him I didn't need his pity and

decided

and grabbed the stupid jacket (a little rougher than I intended

only to see

"Ready?"

He asked.

as I'll

I sighed.

at the sudden action and tried to get my hand away from his but

were surprisingly warm and weirdly

Rylan guided me through

long legs carried him a lot faster than my

power walk to keep

around us were passing me

you two are!

woman rushed over

our dearest Mia

and Rose smiled at

mother? He did he say was a foster kid right? She allows him to call her mom? "l'm

accepting me into your home

MacDymke."

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