Being Wanted

Prologue

This will be my first creation on wattpad so please keep that in mind while reading. I have always loved to read and found myself putting down my book and imagining different scenarios or different relplies from the characters ever time I read. It was because of this and all the different ideas for stories I have rolling around my brain that I decided to put them into words. So here it is my first piece. Anyone who happen to stumble into my story please feel free to critique, but all gramar nazis out there remwmber I'm only human and I'm writing this all with my android. Mistakes will happen. Any who please read, enjoy, and comment!

Prologue

I never understood how hypocritical we can be. Its silly really. We purchase home owners insurance for our homes and car insurance for our cars, but we never take steps to protect our hearts.

When were young, they want us to learn all this pointless information, but they never teach us how to survive on our own. We never learn what to do when given a life altering blow.

What most people fail to acknowledge is that it only takes one second for things to change. Only one second for your lifes course to take a different path. Thats exactly what happened to me. One second and my life was completely derailed.

I can remember it all like it was yesterday. The weird call that lead me home. The nervous feeling in my stomach when I got out of my car. The uneasiness stirring in my core when I realized my best friends mom was in my front yard. I knew something was wrong. I could feel the sarrow rolling off her body as I let us both in.

I remember thinking something happened to Callie. There was an accident or Callie's asthma had acted out again. I wasnt prepared for what she had come to tell me.

It was like the whole world had shifted around me and I was pulled from my own body as I stood there processing what was happening. Thats when the havoc set in. The only part I dont remember clearly. I had to have blacked it all out, that is until I came to. That part of my memory is crystal clear.

Im curled in on myself on the floor rocking surrounded by what used to be pictures of us. Pictures of the only man whose ever loved me. He chose to keep me when my mother wanted me adopted. He wanted me when nobody else did. He's my only family. Well he was my only family. Now I have no one.