The Psycho!

The couple and their son waited patiently at the adoption center. The the man looked towards his wife, who was deep in thought but he could see the the excitement in her eyes along with the nervousness as she twisted her fingers on her lap. He understood her emotions perfectly. She was and is still the perfect wife but after giving birth to their wonderful son her womb continually failed her. He wasn't complaining, he loved his wife and their son dearly and was content with having just two of them but over the years he could see the light slowly fading from here yes. During their early days, she would always speak about how she was going to fill their home with kids and it killed her to see that she couldn't achieve it. In turn, her unhappiness killed him which was why when she brought up the idea of adopting a girl child three years ago, he jumped at it. Still, they couldn't get a match. They even attempted surrogacy and yet it came to null. He believed this year was theirs not only because their business had skyrocketed overnight, they had a match, I mean three matches to pick from. He switched his attention to their little boy who was blabbering away to the young fresh out of college looking receptionist, miss Devon, a blonde curvy lady, on how he intends to spoil his little sister with love. You could virtually see and feel the love and excitement radiating from him. This girl was already bringing so much love and joy to his family and he was grateful. "I'm sorry, Elizabeth, or Lizzie as she is fondly called, was just saying goodbye to her friends and it got a little emotional. But she's here and ready to go home with you." Mr's Lawrence, the woman in charge of the center came in with the five-year-old the couple had chosen. "Oh, that is perfectly fine. Hi Lizzie, I'm your new mummy and that's your new dad and brother" The boy looked at his parents identical smiles in confusion. "But but, this is not her. She isn't my sister, you aren't my sister" he exploded at his parents. He had told them precisely who among the three girls he preferred and they had sidelined him to pick this girl. The girl's eyes narrowed in response as his parents tried to calm him down. "Hey honey, mum and I think Lizzie would be a great addition to our family, I know you will love and cherish her like you were just telling miss Devon, right?" his dad tried to reason with him but by this time the boy was already crying profusely. "That was because I thought it was Sophie, you promised you were going to pick her not this girl" he responded. Lizzie was going out of her mind, this boy was going to make her lose it and it most definitely wouldn't be a pretty sight. Who did this boy think he was to try and ruin her plans. This was her way out of this hellhole and she didn't know when she'd get another match. She had not been on her best behavior, all for this kid to ruin it just when she was at the edge of success. No! she was going to set him right. "This girl's name is Elizabeth or Lizzie. Frankly, you can give me any nickname of your choice, I do not mind but bear in mind that I will be, no scratch that, I am your sister whether you like it or not, so you better put on your big brother shoes or whatever because starting today, we are siblings" Lizzie finished with a menacing glare then turned to the the shocked couple "I'm ready, can we leave? Pretty please" she asked, her expression completely transforming to a starstruck one. The couple looked from the little girl to Mrs. Lawrence. Lizzie wasn't having that. What are you wasting time looking at, get me out of this hellhole! Now! she yelled at them. "Mrs. Lawrence, this behavior wasn't recorded in the file you gave us. Why is she behaving like this? I'm sorry but we can't adopt her. She isn't who we are looking for." The man took control of the situation. "I'm sorry, I thought Lizzie had moved past this and I just felt since she was commencing a new chapter of her life, I should forget about it. I'm sorry, I thought she had changed". Mrs Lawrence apologized. "Well, seeing as we can't take her, can we see Sophie?" the wife finally reacted. So what if Lizzie was not the one, Sophie might just turn out to be. "No! why would you need Sophie? I'm sorry I acted out but I'm a good girl I promise, please take me with you." Lizzie suddenly became agitated. "No please mummy, you are my new mummy, right? Please don't leave me here." She knelt in front of the couple. No! I'll grovel if I have to but I can't spend one more night here. Daddy, please! Please don't leave me here, I'm begging you" The couple sadly shook their heads, the look on Lizzie's face spelled trouble and they weren't sure they could deal with her. "Ugh! I hate you! Why did you pick me if you were just going to throw me away like my real parents" then she turned to the boy and practically exploded in his face. "It's all your fault! You just want to keep our parents away from me! You want them all to yourself. Well, guess what? I'm not going to let you!" and with that she launched herself at him, biting, scratching, and even strangling. It took a lot of effort from all parties present to free the young boy from her vicious grip. A week later, the couple concluded the adoption of Sophie, the calm beautiful girl their son had chosen. If they had just followed his intuitions, this situation would have gone a whole lot smoother. The couple and their son showered lots of attention on Sophie and the fact that she had similar features to the couples made it hard to believe she was adopted. As the son would always say "what's meant to be...will be".