As I sat on the damp narrow walkway, under the ray of a blinking light, no one stopped to help a crying little girl. No one cared. No one looked.
A man in his late thirties, a rich tail coat and short black hair, lent down beside me and looked at me with curious eyes, after a moment he said something but I couldn't hear him over the sound of my pounding heartbeat as an evil looking lady came over and crouched in front of me. She looked like one of those evil step-mothers in the stories mother used to read to me. I looked up at her with motionless eyes, I was weak, hungry and cold. Basically dead. I didn't matter to anyone.
I buried my head and ignored what they were saying. I didn't care. They probably only felt sympathetic for me and thought they might help me. Not likely though.
Even if they were nice people I wouldn't trust them not after... Not after what happened...
Suddenly, something warm and smooth was pushed onto my back, a blanket? I looked up startled and saw that the woman and man had left in blankets and a map, it said something like a orphanage? I heard others talk about the same thing. I believe its only a few blocks away. Maybe. Just maybe...
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Brothers Conflict: Abandoned
FanfictionA little girl who had it all, was stripped of the title as the precious diamond of the Tsumori family, with no one to turn to, she begins to live on the streets. On the road to death door, Rintarou Hinata and Miwa Asahina take her to the hospital, o...
