Adopted By 5SOS ✔

Chapter two {Edited}

Chapter two
Starlynne's pov

I sat in my blankets. Today is my birthday. 15. That is a big deal for some people. When they are finally counted as a teenager. When they can stay out late and run the streets, but I can't even walk down my street without being accused of running away....I just wanted bacon! 

Anyway since yesterday this is the hard part hiding the cuts. Yes, I have cut before but I hate people seeing them I act like nothing is wrong at all. Sometimes it works sometimes not, all I know is if someone sees it they will baby me or treat me like I'm inhuman. So I'm just going to stay in my room all day long. I heard a knock at the door I tugged at my sleeves.

"Who is it ?" I said trying to sound as cheery as possible but it sounded fake as fuck.

"It's Mrs. Blanket hurry up dear the guests are almost here." Shit I forgot.
"Okay I will be right down." I jumped up from my bed and brushed out my bright red hair and let it fall to my shoulders. I put on a nice black skull crop top with a pair of black jean shorts, grey vans and a black jacket . I made it to the bottom of the stairs just in time to hear the doorbell ring. I sat on the couch as Mrs. Blanket opened the door. A couple around 30 came in and looked at us both the man looked at me with disgust while woman's eyes lit up at the sight of Mariana. Yep, not getting adopted. I started to stand when Mrs. Blanket eyed me. I sat back down.
The lady said "I want that one." What is this pick the puppy? Then I realized she was pointing at me.

"Hunny, how about the other?" The man said.

"Sure....I just thought that she needed a makeover" wow thats nice. They walked over to Mariana and introduced themselves. I stood up and returned the look to Mrs. Blanket before running upstairs. I ran to my bed and cried I cried harder then I ever have before. I have been in the system forever and I still can't handle it what is wrong with me. I'm the only one left. No one wants me and they never will. I should just kill myself now, but it won't work I've tried many many times all I get is nothing but bloody wrists and hospital rooms. I wish I could meet my birth mother and force her to tell me why...why did she give up on me? Why didn't she want me? Am I really that bad of a person?

I pulled down my sleeve and looked at my wrists I ran my finger over the cuts until I got to the deepest one...just a little deeper and I'll be gone! For good no looking back. I jumped up and ran to the dresser in my room I got a blade out of an Aleve bottle. I took it in my hand and looked at the deep cut I pushed down blood started to fall uncontrollably. This is it. I started to see a bright light, but then it turned black. Everything turned black. I saw a little woman she looked a lot like me. She walked up and smiled at me. I gave a little award smile. "Who are you?" I asked super confused. "You'll see, but now follow me" She said and started to walk. It was then I realized it wasn't dark anymore...it bright and beautiful. I think I'm gonna like it here.