Adopted by Logan Paul (Completed)

Chapter 3

~End of Dream~
I wake up to Logan shaking and begging me to wake up. I'm covered in tears. I sit up, with my heart beat going a million miles an hour.

"Oh thank god!" Logan says.

"W-what happened?" I ask, wiping the tears from my face. I was still crying, because of the dream.

"You wouldn't stop screaming...I tried waking you up for 15 minutes." He says out of breath.

I've had that dream a lot recently. I can't wake up in the middle of it. My mind always forces me to stay asleep, because I want to see my mom and dad again. I remember when we were a happy family. Then dad caught mom cheating on him with another guy. Every day since then he beat her and raped her. Every night, he would take his anger out on me, hitting me until I passed out. He never did anything sexual with me, only with my mom. He had gotten her pregnant, and then beat her until he knew the baby wasn't alive anymore. My mom begged and pleaded, but he wouldn't let her have the child. The day after, she went to the doctor and found out the baby had survived. She didn't tell my dad, but she told me. At the time, I didn't really understand, but now I know why she kept it a secret. When her stomach started to grow, she went out of town to her parents house. She had the baby there and left it with them. I had never met the baby, but I knew it was a boy, and she named him Noah.

"I-I'm sorry Logan...I didn't mean to wake you." I say.

"It's okay. You just had a nightmare." He said.

I could tell he wanted to hug me, but he wasn't sure that was a great idea...and it's not. I look outside and see the sunrise over the horizon. The alarm clock on his desk read, "5:27 am." I am exhausted and just want to go back to sleep, but I force myself awake.
"I'm going to leave now." I say getting off the bed. He sighs.

"I promised I'd let you go, so you can leave. But one thing first." He said.

He ran out of the room and snuck into Evans. He came out with one of his Maverick hoodies, Maverick backpack, Maverick hat, and a few different t-shirts. One said "Logang 4 life," one said, "always plug," and the last one was a Maverick crop top.

"Thanks." I say and take the things.

I stuff the picture of my parents, the granola bars, and the items into the backpack. I decide to wear the "Always Plug" t-shirt with the Maverick hoodie, to hide my scars.

"All set?" He asks as I walk out of the room.
"Yup." I say. "Thanks for letting me stay at your place. You're a pretty interesting guy."

"No problem." He says, nodding his head.

He opens the door and I head out to the elevator. I get down to the lobby and walk out. It's pretty cold, but I know it will get warmer throughout the day. The streets of L.A are busier than I thought they would be.

"I guess people are heading to work." I said quietly to myself.

I look up at Logans apartment complex and I can see his floor. It's one of the very top ones, but the blue, green, and yellow colors of the Maverick light-up bird stand out. I'm pretty sure I can see Logan on his balcony, looking back at me. I wave to make sure, and he waves back, then doing some type of symbol with his hands. I focus back onto the street and wonder what I'm going to do. Once again, I'm clueless. I thought maybe I could go back to my old house, and see if someone moved into it, but I didn't know really where it was in L.A. The only part I had memorized was our house and I can only faintly remember the neighborhood. I turn right, walking across the street, and into an ally way between two buildings. I wasnt really worried, because it was sorta lit up by the sunlight, but then someone grabbed me from behind. I tried to scream, but they covered my mouth with a rag. I passed out, realizing before, it had been covered in chloroform. If you breath it in, it instantly knocks you out.

~A few hours later~
I wake up in my orphanage bed. I freak out, looking around the room. Had it been a dream? Did I never actually meet Logan? I stood up, questioning reality. I went to the bathroom connected to my room. I looked in the mirror and saw the Maverick hoodie Logan gave me. I smiled to myself and fixed my hair. I went downstairs and saw Ms. Hager, our Orphanage leader. I called her Ms. Hater, but no one knew that. She looked at me with her hate-filled eyes.

"You could've died." She said in a rude tone.

"One: you wouldn't care, you would love to see me dead. And two: Id rather die than be back here with you!" I say.

"Someone gained a bad attitude while they were gone. Anyways, since you ran, you will be punished. You can only come out of your room if it's an emergency, to eat lunch, or if someone is adopting. You will no longer be participating in breakfast or dinner. Everything has been taken out of your room, other than your bed, as you may have noticed. Oh by the way, we also took the backpack" Ms. Hater in a bitchy voice.

"Can I please have the picture? It's the only thing I have left of them!" I plead.

"Should've thought about that before you ran away." She said. I began to walk back to my room when she stopped me.

"Oh, I forgot. Everyday, you will wake up at 5:30 am and clean the house. If you don't get up, or oversleep, we will whip you." Ms. Hater said and dismissed me.

Oh god...I hate the whips. I've only had them once, and it hurt really bad. I'm starting to miss Logan, and I'm regretting not being grateful for what he did. I still don't trust him, because he kidnapped me, but he helped me when I was in need. Not even my dad did that.

A/N
HEY GUYSSSS!!!!! I really hope you like this story!! I'm planning out the next few chapters and I'm going to start writing it tonight. I won't finish, because I'm supposed to be asleep, but oh well xD. Screw school. I'll get over it though.