His Miracle

Getting used to the orphanage life wasn't hard. Since it's all I have ever had, I had to adapt with the way they lived there. I had to get used to the food, beds and the lack of clothes, clean sheets, and showers. It wasn't that hard to get used to the lack of nice people who would be nice and sweet to you. After seventeen years of staying in the orphanage I got used to people treating me in a bad way, I got used to the whole world looking at me as if I was an outsider. But the thing is that also I learned how to defend myself. I learned how to stand up for all these people who made me feel like an outsider. I learned how to take care of myself, in my sickness. I learned how to deal with hunger and thirst. Not even once a family wanted to take me in. Every time one of the families would come to adopt me they -weirdly- change their minds. Over the years the idea of something being wrong with me was formed inside my head. Obviously if I was good enough at least one family would have adopted me. So as the principal of our orphanage came to me saying that one of the richest families in town wants to take me to their house, I almost choked on my own spit. Dramatic? No I'm not. I have never thought that I would be anywhere other than this place. " Aliyah they are here for you" one of the orphanage girls came to the room saying. Nodding curtly I took my small duffel bag and started walking to the main area in the house. The main area is supposed to be a hall that leads you to the principal office. And the key word there is 'supposed'. As years passed the girls used this area to sit around, gossip and just be there. Because ,well it has a really good A/C and the couches there are more comfortable than our beds. "There she is" I heard the voice of our beloved 'not', principal. Looking through my eyelashes I spot two guys. Not a woman, or an old man. But two guys. Raising an eyebrow I walked to where they were standing close to the doors. Are these the people who wants to adopt me? Two gay couples? I thought it would be some old lady who needs a new maid for her house. But I never saw this coming. But yet again why would a gay couple adopt a girl who is seventeen years old and not a younger one? Guess I'm about to find out. Once I stepped closer to them, the principal was lying to the two guys faces, saying how good of a girl I am. She also said that she doesn't want me to go because she loves me just like a daughter, which is another lie cause as I remember clearly, just yesterday she was cursing the day when I came here. "Aliyah, these two fine gentlemen will take you to your new house, they know how..." ignoring her words completely I faced the two guys " why do you want to take in an old girl? I mean when you two get married I suppose you will need a younger girl to be your daughter" I said in one breathe looking between the two of them. Just as I'm standing here, I can finally see the two of them clearly. One of the guys has dirty blond hair with some brown in it. His muscles are really huge to the point where I think his shirt is begging to be taken off. His blue eyes are shinning brightly and a sweet smile was plastered over his perfect lips. Something about the guy gave him the brotherly vibe and so I couldn't think of him as the hot guy that he is. But that doesn't apply on the other guy. Because this one gave me a good kind of vibe, but the other one screams danger. He has black hair and dark black eyes. A frown on his face and he looks utterly bored. His beautiful face looks so mysterious and the scar on his left cheek screams that he is dangerous. I was taken back to reality once Miss. Suzan hit me in the back. "What the hell!" I said turning to look at her. "Hahaha, excuse our girl, she didn't mean to say that, right Aliyah?" She said the last part with my name through gritted teeth. "Say what?" I asked in confusion. I don't recall saying anything bad to them. The guy with the blue eyes started chuckling and shaking his head, while the other one has the same -bored out of my mind- look. Miss. Suzan took a hold of my forearm and dragged me to the side away from the guys while giving them a tight smile. "Look here you little brat, this is the last time you might ever be able to go with a family like this. And I can't let the chance of getting rid of you slip away" she said irritation in her voice. " so you better shut your mouth till you get to their house, then you can do whatever the hell you want with them" "But I didn't say anything wrong" I argued back. "I said shut the f**k up! Now go there and keep that mouth of yours closed" rolling my eyes at her stupid outburst I walked with her back to the two guys. "I'm so sorry gentlemen. Aliyah didn't mean to say that. Right Aliyah" she said and I looked at her with confusion. She pulled at my arm which made me node in agreement. "It's alright Miss. Suzan" blue eyed said politely. "Oh why so formal, you can just call me Suzan" the old woman said patting her eyelashes at the guy. Gross. Suzan is not that old. She is maybe at her forties. But she looks really decent with blond cropped hair and blue eyes. But still gross. The guy laughed awkwardly " alright shall we go Aliyah?" He said his eyes settling on me. I mummer a quiet sure and walked behind them. I didn't even look twice at the orphanage. Ungrateful? You can call me that, but if you lived in a place like that you will never look at it or think about leaving twice. The two guys walked me to a black Rang Rover. Just the sight of the car made my mouth fall to the ground. Am I going to ride in that thing? The one time I saw a Rang Rover I nearly took of my shirt to clean the spot where I touched it. And now you are telling me that I will get in it? Sit on it? And go to wherever I'm going with it? No way! I didn't notice that the guys are already in the car and I'm just standing in front of it gaping at the beauty. "Hey you! Are you going to stand there all day gaping like a fish" black eyes said seeming pretty annoyed. "Oh" I voiced out and walked to the car. I opened the door carefully, and sat my ass in the leather seat more carefully, afraid that the leather will squeak from underneath and then they will probably take me inside to the orphanage because I don't know how to sit in modern cars. "You know you can sit on the seat, it wont die if it touched your butt" the black eyes guy said annoyingly. Umm what's wrong with the guy? And who did I kill for him? Feeling a little bit embarrassed I sat on the seat more comfortably. Just as I did that the squeaky came. "Sorry" I mumbled in a low voice. "It's okay" the blue eyes said with a smile. It was silent for a little bit. The two guys were looking at each other the whole time, they looked like they are having a weird -eye to eye- conversation, and I tried not paying attention to it, but as the black eyed looked at me with anger all over his face I couldn't just stop myself from speaking. "What's your problem?" I said in anger. The guy looks taken back by my words. " and why do you care" he fired back. "Well when you are looking at me as if I cut your nonexistent balls in your sleep then I think it should be my concern" blue eyes tried to keep in his laugh, the other guy gave him a glare "didn't I tell you? Bringing a homeless girl to the house is going to be a disaster. And she is already starting the problems" Homeless girl? He just called me a homeless girl. "This homeless girl has manners more than your mommy taught you, asshole" I spat out as shades of red flashes over his face. Aw looks like the guy has mommy issues. I was waiting for his comeback when blue eyed said something first " guys! If you continue this little amusing argument we wont make it to the house in one piece , so place I don't want to die today" I stuck my tongue out to black eyes as he mumbled a whatever. What am I even doing in a car with two guys who I know nothing about? Maybe they want to r**e me or something ? Or worst kill me and then sell my body to the Mafia. "Anyways who are you guys?" I asked as the suspicious thoughts started playing with my mind. "Oh right,sorry we should have introduced ourselves. This is Jason" he said pointing to black eyed " And I'm Dylan. You are my new little sister and Jason is our cousin" he said smiling widely. I am his new sister? The thought made me burst out in laughter. He called me his new little sister! The last time someone said that to me I ended up almost getting kidnaped. By my brother I might add. "What's so funny?" Said Jason with an eyebrow raised. Dylan's eyes were darting from the road and back at me with confusion written all over his face. "Nothing, just remembered a joke" "Care to share?" He said almost immediately. "Sorry, but no my jokes are none of your business" "Now Dylan, tell me. Why did your mommy and daddy adopt a little sister for you? Aren't you a little bit older for wanting another sibling?" "Actually, daddy is dead. we already have another sister. And no I'm not old enough" Wait now things are getting weirder than ever. "You have another sister? How old are you? How old is she?And why would you guys adopt me if you have a sister already?" I asked in one breath ignoring the subject of his father. "We are not playing twenty questions here" Jason guy said, I can see that He pretty annoyed by my questions, but do I care? Clearly Dylan doesn't care as well "Yes we do, I'm nineteen, she is fifteen and we have no time for the last question because we are here" he said once the car stopped. Both of the guys got out of the car quickly leaving me to be the last one to do so. Dylan came to my side and throw his large arm around my shoulder pulling me closer to him. "Welcome to the Adams family little sis" he said as I followed Jason with my eyes. My eyes widen at the sight in front of me. Just now I know the only logical reason for these people to adopt me. THEY ARE FREAKING RICHER THAN RICH! *************