After the concert, we all went to their hotel.
"George, d'ya mind if Mackenzie shares a room with ya?"Brian asked.
"Sure,"He nodded and we went to the room.
I sat my stuff down and sat on the bed. It was soft and warm. My bed had no mattress, pillows, and blankets.
"Never had a bed before or somethin?"George asked.
"Never one like this. I never had a mattress, blanket, and a pillow before."
"Seriously? What was wrong with yer parents?"
"I-I don't know."
"Ya deserve better,"He said, sitting next to me.
"I understand why they hated me though. I'm not the best. I'm not pretty."
"Get some sleep. Okay?"
I nodded and he turned out the light. He went to his bed and I laid down. I closed my eyes and drifted off. I woke up to Kaihlan.
"Do you have any new bruises?"She asked.
"From yesterday, why?"
"What happened?"
"I didn't clean the kitchen right."
"Let me see."
I pulled my shirt up and showed her my back.
"Woah,"George said.
"There are scars too,"Kaihlan explained.
"Let me see them,"John said.
He sat next to me.
"Take your shirt off. We won't judge you,"Kaihlan told me.
I did and they gasped.
"What have they been doing ta ya?"Paul asked.
"Burning me with cigarettes, beating me with spoons, brushes, and lots of other things."
"Do they do this ta yer other siblings?"Ringo asked.
"The twins? No."
"Seriously?"George asked.
"Yes."
"Put yer shirt back on. We are gonna call the police. Al'ight?"Brian asked.
"What?"I asked, scared.
They told me if I ever told anyone, they would find me and kill me.
"Please, please, don't,"I pleaded.
"Why?"Paul asked.
"They'll kill me."
"No they won't. I'll be right back,"John said, and left the room with Brian.
I put my shirt on and covered my face.
"It'll be okay, I promise,"Kaihlan said.
I hugged my knees to my chest and nodded.
"Here,"Ringo handed me a cup.
I sipped it and tasted tea. I sat the cup down and curled up.
"Tired?"George asked.
I nodded.
"Ya know, ya can sleep,"Paul said.
I laid down, I took my glasses off, and went to sleep. I woke up to everyone being loud. I smelled smoke and alcohol.
"Sorry,"John said, drunkenly.
I sat up and stood up.
"I'm gonna go,"I said.
"Ya can't,"Paul grabbed my arm.
I grabbed my things and left. I walked home. I knocked and the door opened.
"What-you!"My mom yelled.
She snatched me up and pulled me inside. She slapped me and I fell to the ground. I held my cheek, while she kicked me.
"The police were here!"My dad shouted.
My brothers walked in and laughed. My nose was broken and I was sobbing. I wanted to leave, but I didn't know anyone except a few people. All of the sudden, the door opened. I covered my face.
"What is going on?"I heard Brian's voice.
"Mackenzie, come on,"George grabbed my hand.
I stood up and he helped me to the car.
"We're gonna go ta the hospital,"Paul explained.
I nodded and I was handed a tissue. The police took my family and I watched them get in the cars. At the hospital, I got x-rays done and got a cast on my wrist. We went back to the hotel.
"We aren't mad. We understand why ya went back,"Ringo told me.
I sat on the bed and stared ahead.
"Love, ya gonna be okay?"Paul asked, sitting next to me.
"Kind of. I want to meet my real family."
"Who knows what happened to them,"Kaihlan sighed.
"I at least need to look for them. I need to give it a chance,"I snapped.
"Okay. How about we see if we can get any records on yer adoption?"John asked.
I nodded and smiled.
"Al'ight. I'll go check,"Brian left the room.
"How about we sing, while we wait?"Paul asked.
They all sang as I sat there.
"C'mon. Have a little fun and sing,"George smiled.
I sang along and John smiled.
"John! Cynthia's here!"I heard Brian yell.
John ran out of the room.
"The love of his life is here, woo hoo,"Paul said, sarcastically.
"Shut it,"Ringo snapped.
I sighed and looked at the floor. Maybe things would get better.
