My First Love

Chapter 4

"Miss Allianna Gregorio, do you want Mr. and Mrs. Quinter to be your guardian?" the judge asked me, so I was even happier.

"Yes," I answered with a smile.

Finally, my difficult life is over. From now on, my life will change again, and I will be even happier when I meet the children of my parent's friends. I hope they are not like those in jail with bad behavior. I hope they are like the children in the orphanage. 'The type, even if they have problems, they are always happy. Maybe their children are kind and cheerful because their parents are like that.

"Mr. And Mrs. Quinter, do you also accept Miss Allianna Gregorio as your guardian?"

"Yes, your honor." When the judge said my parent's friend would live with me, the couple hugged me.

"Finally, we waited a year for me to get it, and now you can come to us," Mrs. Quinter said while hugging me. So I hugged him back too.

Mrs. Quinter asked if I wanted them to adopt me, but I said I don't want to because I won't change my parents' last name. That's all I have left that they gave me, so I won't let it go.

The couple first spoke to people inside the court to thank them for their help. While I'm here, I'm still sitting in my chair and thinking about what my life will be like in the future.

How will I move into this couple's house? I also don't know how I can replace the kindness they did to me me, but I know that I can repay their kindness. And hopefully, when that day comes, they will still be alive.

"Come on, Allianna. We have to go home. I'm sure you're hungry. I was planning to eat outside, but I remembered that I had cooked food."

"Thank you very much, Mrs. Quinter," I promised with a smile and turned my gaze to his wife. "As well as you, Mr. Quinter. I might still be in the DSWD today if it wasn't for you."

When we left the Hall of Justice, Mrs. Quinter turned to her.

"It's enough to thank us, Allianna. We promised your parents that when they are gone, we will take care of you and not abandon you. You are our responsibility, and we will take care of your needs. All you have to do is finish your studies because your Uncle Benjamin and I know that is your parent's dream for you." Mrs. hugged me again. Quinter and I walked to their car.

I couldn't understand myself because I was always happy and naughty back then, especially my chatter. I miss myself. When will that come back? Maybe when I'm fine. When I forget everything I've been through or when I'm no longer in this world.

It's not a bad thing to change. I changed because that was what was needed. Whoever will change me, I will care for him like my own. I will not disappoint him like the couple who helped me get up again.

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Third Person's POV*

"It's annoying!" Demitri shouted in annoyance and threw the book he was holding.

"What is your problem? You can be bored without making noise. If you're going to make noise here, get out," his brother earnestly promised, so Demitri calmed himself down, picking up the book on the floor.

"I just don't understand why I must move into your room. Who is the girl moving into our house? It is crucial to Mom to give her my room." Because Demitri's words were meaningless, Daylon remained silent while studying.

"Couldn't they adopt a girl? But they can make another room. Why will she move to my room? I won't like whoever she is because she took my room. I will be angry with her for the rest of my life." Daylon looked at his brother and shook his head when he saw his angry face.

"I don't care if they adopt. It's just not your style." Demitri frowned and became even more annoyed. He just got 'tsk.' "Be a man, Demitri. Learn to accept things that come your way," he added, so he lay on the bed and read the book he was reading earlier.

Daylon, on the other hand, has returned his attention to his studies. When the room became silent, they suddenly felt the opening of the main door of their house. So Demitri hurried down to meet his parents.

"Mom! Who's th--." Demitri stopped speaking when he saw a woman enter their house. He thought this might be the girl who would sleep in his room. Shouldn't it be young?

"Allianna, meet Demitri. My youngest son." Demitri frowned when the woman approached him while smiling.

"Hello, you're so cute. I'm Allianna, but just call me Allian or sister." The woman was about to hug him when he suddenly walked away.

"Don't hug me, and I'm not cute. I'm handsome. Then I won't call you sister because we are not blood-related." The couple was surprised by their daughter's attitude, but Allian still smiled.

"What are you talking about, Demitri? Apologize to Allian," Mialyn scolded her son.

"Why? It's not necessary, isn't it, Allian?"

"Of course, you don't need to apologize," Allian answered. Mialyn pinched her son's left ear so he couldn't do anything but apologize.

"Sorry," Demitri said weakly and immediately ran into their room.

"I don't like her." He lay down on his bed and covered himself.

"She doesn't force you to like her." Annoyed, Demitri removed the blanket covering him and approached his brother.

"She is not a child, brother. She is the same age as you, about sixteen. And I scolded her earlier, but she was still smiling. She's weird. That girl just got out of jail, so she's crazy."

"You can't tell from a person's face if they are crazy. So don't bother me anymore. Just do what you have to do. Do your thing or study."

"Even if we don't have school, we still study. So I'm already advanced. I don't need to study anymore." Demitri sat in his chair and took the book he was reading from his study table.

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Allianna's POV

"Be patient with that child of mine. That's how he behaves, but he's kind when you get to know him well. Just don't mind what he tells you, ahh? The important thing is that you are now with us and doing well here."

"I have no problem with him, Mrs. Quinter. I grew up not caring what people say to me."

"You can call me aunt, Allianna. You can't always call me Mrs. Quinter because you are already at our house. We are your guardians, so get used to it."

"Okay, Aunt. But sometimes I call you Mrs. Quinter because I'm not used to it yet. Then it's embarrassing for you."

"You need to get used to it. Then it's just Uncle to my husband. You are our family here, Allianna. So don't be ashamed of us."

"I'll try."

"You sit in the living room first because I'm just going to fix what I cooked earlier so you can eat dinner." I sat on the sofa and looked around.

Their house is beautiful. The living room and the dining area are spacious. Everything is also clean, and you won't see any dust. It was like our home, always clean and cozy.

I'm not with my uncle now because he went to their room. He said that there was something that he needed to fix.

Will I be fine in this house? Where is their eldest son?

I stood up and looked at the picture frames. Those pictures are their pictures from when they were babies until now. I can see how happy they are.

I stopped when I saw the picture of my parents with Tita. They are still kids here, and the one picture frame is from when they were in high school.

I took a picture and touched my parent's faces. My mother's beauty is still evident. Maybe those people will be happy when they see their friends.

"You've seen that picture." I looked at Aunt, and she came to me. "Your parents are our only true friends because others have not been true to us. That's why we've been looking for them for a long time. I didn't know that they would end up together."

"What happened?"

"As far as I know, Lia will study in America, and Crisanto will go to Manila for college. Your Uncle and I are the only ones left here. Since then, we don't talk anymore and have no connection with each other. That's why I was so hurt when I found out they were gone, but I'm happy because you're alive. I'm lucky they made you in this world because you are the memory they left us."

"Thank you for looking for me. You did everything to get me and get me out of that prison. I'm terrified because I don't know what will happen in my life."

"We're here, Allianna. Nothing will happen to you, and we will return the things that belong to you. We will fight for that." I didn't feel my tears fall. All I felt was that Aunt wiped it with her thumb. "Let's not cry here because that is in the past. Let's eat dinner first, and I have more photos to show you."