Adeline's POV
"GET DOWN HERE YOU LITTLE SHIT! " my mommy yelled down for the 5th time that day. I ran downstairs, running as fast as I could to avoid getting in trouble, I didn't want to get hurt!! "Didn't I tell you to clean the goddamn house?! " she yelled I flinched a little as she yelled. As much as she yells at me, I still don't like it. I nodded, too scared to talk. "Then what the hell is that mess in the living room?! " Mommy points to the living room. But, how?! I cleaned that spot three times today! As much as i tried to plead, She shook her head and grabed my arm tightly, making me yelp in pain. "Get the hell out my house! " she dragged me outside, leaving me in the freezing cold and closed the door in my face. To be honest, I had to stand there for a little bit to process what just happened. 'What am I gonna do?' I asked myself. "Oh no..." I whimpered, slowly turning around. But as I turned, I saw a tall man standing in front of me. "You alright lass? " he asked in a weird accent
Drew's POV
"Congratulations on the big win mate!" Sheamus puts his arm around my shoulders we shared a toast to celebrate my Victory again Lesnar. Of course we had to go to the pub! Where else would a Scottsman go to drink? My good buddies, Colby, Joe, and Stephen drank for about 3 hours before I thought I should leave. I don't want to keep Kaitlyn waitin. "I think I'll take a walk home, clear my head out before I get to the wife." Colby nods. " stay safe Drew, see you next week big shot" Colby laughed before I left.
13 minutes after I left, I ended up in my neighborhood. I was reaching my house when I heard yelling and yelping "what the hell? " I whispered to myself, wondering what the sound was. "Get the hell out of my house! " I heard before a door slammed shut. that didn't seem like a great situation to try to pry myself into, but I did anyway. I walked over to the girl and crouched to her level. "You alright lass? " The girl looked hungry, bruised, and cold. The woman inside probably abused this girl. "My mommie put me outside! " the kid pouts a little. I examined the girl, seeing how skinny she was, and how many bruises she had on her body. What did they do to her? "Alright... How about I take you to my house and get some food in your belly? " I playfully but lightly poked her stomach to hopefully make her laugh. I was relived when she giggled. It was honestly quite cute. I scooped her up in my arms and started to my house. This is definitely going to be an experience.
