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

up! Stop laughing you dickhead!

shouted at him,

fixed on the ground, wondering how I'm

like some

He asked.

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

oh boy was he

now, Mia,

do you know my

my eyes at

He replied, walking

was supposed to know

IS GOING TO BREAK ARE YOU

I yelled, horrified.

going to break

right in front of me and

This lunatic jumped!

GOING

someone but no

reached under me and grabbed my legs lifting

his neck making sure that

breaks I fully intend to land

my nose,

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

mention he had to be at

mind carrying you Mia, but we are off

smiled down at

right, put

I demanded.

wish is my

winked, letting go

you know

asked again since he never answered me the first

she showed me a picture of you at the house, she thought you might have had gotten lost so she sent

He replied.

did remember reading

so concentrated on talking to myself I didn't even notice

that seemed so

My heart rate increased.

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

were scattered on

"Who-"

He began.

"Don't"

I stop him.

"Please."

I practically begged him.

eyes started forming tears, I hate explaining

telling people how I fell down the stairs, breaking my arm to

come to class with new

"Mia look at me"

my chin

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

trying to fight his movements he let

hands on either side of my neck, making me look up at

is going to hurt you ever again okay? I

mine, with so much intensity that it almost made me

feeling I haven't felt in a long time nearly stopped my heart right

Trust.

quickly backed away from him,

head slightly getting

only person I can trust

my head, not really knowing what I should say or what I could say for that

"Come on.

so we can go

Home.Such a funny word.

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

was left back in New York

"Put this on."

voice snapped me back

off his black

do I need

then back down

want to talk about what happened to you that's okay,

pushing his

him, and tell him I didn't need his

I decided against

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

Rylan, only to see him already

"Ready?"

He asked.

as I'll

I sighed.

jumped at the sudden action and tried to get my hand away from his but he tightens his grip,

surprisingly warm and

lotion does he use? Rylan guided me through the sea of

him a lot faster than

walk to keep up with his

around us were passing me in a

are! I was getting

rushed

dearest Mia here has

and Rose

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

for accepting me into your home

MacDymke."

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