His Redemption

Adopted

Mira sat on the swing smoking. It was allowed by the owners of the orphanage but f**k what they allowed. She had just pulled off two major pranks in the morning and was laying low . I mean, they knew it was her, obviously, but there was never any evidence to prove it. She was a pro.

Taking a deep drag, she heard footsteps approaching.

'There's no point in hiding now' she said to herself.

The girl approaching was Alina. One of the other orphans.She looked so excited. Mira wondered why then slapped herself for even wondering in the first place.

She was out of breath when she arrived.

" Mira. Mrs Antera wants to see you. " Alina said, trying to catch her breath.

'Shit.' Mira swore underneath her breath. Her first thought was that she had been caught. Mrs Antera had warned her that if she ever was caught, she would face grave consequences. Had she been caught?

" Do you know why?" She asked.

" I dunno. Why would I know. I obviously don't know. and-"

" Alina it's okay if you don't wanna say. " Mira replied, cutting her short

"I ... I ..."

" Never mind. " Mira replied and stalked off to Mrs Antera's office.

She knocked slightly and barged in. There was a man and a woman sitting across from the pudgy woman.

The man looked okay, sort of and the woman had kind eyes. But this was how they always looked before the evil in their hearts start manifesting.

" What?" Mira asked.

" You insolent child!" Mrs Antera swore at her, then she turned to the people in front of her. " Please, excuse her manners. She's been through so much"

Mira scoffed. Eyes turned to her.

" Nobody will believe that f*****g sob story. Change tactics, witch."

Mrs Antera gasped. The man smiled and the woman's eyes turned warm. Why were they looking at her like she was some treasure and not a piece of s**t?

" Mira. Be very careful" The pudgy lady said through gritted teeth.

" Or you'll do what? Send me to the dark cubicle?" She scoffed again. "Now hurry up. What was I called here for?"

Mrs Antera rolled her eyes. " These people, Mira, have come to adopt you"

"The fick are you saying?" Mira asked , her voice rising. " I'm not a child and neither am I for sale. "

"We're not buying you, honey." the woman said" We just want to take care of you. "

" Yeah" The man chimed. " Give you a home and a family."

"Why me then?"

" Because you're special " The woman replied.

"Take your f*****g charity somewhere else. I don't need it." She replied.

" Mira. You're going. Mr and Mrs Sanchez here want to adopt you. And I'm afraid that the orphanage won't be able to cater to your needs anymore -"

"Well f**k you all. You're just trying to get rid of me!" She shrieked. Then everything started getting darker. Dots appeared in her vision and she felt like she was drowning. She could hear their voices. Muffled though.

No. No. No.