[Alana's pov]
I walk outside, the cold wind pressed against my freckled cheeks. I smiled.
A genuine smile.
Dallon took my suitcase off of me and placed it in the back of a black mini-van.
"Hop in, sister!" Brendon said to me, gesturing the now open van door, with a large bearded man sitting inside.
"Uh- okay." I say jumping in beside Brendon.
The bearded man looked at me and smiled, he said "I'm Zak, Brendon's body guard." "What's your name?"
"I'm Alana, nice to meet you." I replied, smiling up at him.
Dallon gets in and sits beside me, "hey, kiddo. You alright in the middle?" He says, probably trying to get beside Brendon.
"I'm alright Dallon, honestly. Thank you, though." I say, chuckling lightly.
"Okay dokey. Let's go back to Brendon's, Zak." Dallon says to the man in the front.
"Seatbelts on, guys. It'll probably take about an hour." Zak states.
"Do you get travel sickness at all, Al?" Brendon asks.
"Yeah, only on planes, though." I say.
"Okay, lets get moving, Zak." Brendon says, smiling.
I put my seatbelt on and lean back in my seat, looking up at my new, parents?
Yeah, parents.
This is it. No more Orphanage. No more bullies at High School. No more foster parents.
This
Is
It.
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I have nothing to say😶🙃
•take your meds if you need to
•drink water
•eat
•take a shower
•smile! ❤️
245 words, loves💕
⭐️just a bit of a filler⭐️
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Adopted by brallon
FanfictionAlana has almost given up...almost. She doesn't show it, though... her coping mechanism would make anyone think she's insane. She meets her heroes one day, what'll happen? [TRIGGER WARNINGS] Anxiety/ panic attacks Suicidal thoughts/ attempts Self...
