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Little Girl
3 ReviewsOne shot for Kitty! Mia was abused by her father and was put in an orphanage. She thinks no one will adopt her. That is until Frank comes along.
"Mia!" the drunken man shouted from down the stairs, angrily. He was calling for his three year old daughter to come down, but got no reply. "Mia! Get down here when I call you, you little bitch!"
Still no reply. No sound of movement was to be heard either. "Mia!" he shouted louder. Again, no reply or movement. The man groaned and shook his head. "Bad move," he mumbled to himself, stomping up the stairs to go to his daughter's room. "Doesn't bother to come down and makes me come up. I'll show her..."
At the top of the stairs, the man saw his wife, a terrified look on her face. "Honey, you're drunk," she said, looking at her husband. She put her hands on his shoulders, trying to make him stop going any further. "Do you really need to do this?"
Her husband looked at her and scowled, shoving her out of the way. "Stay out of my way cunt." He stormed to the white door with butterfly stickers on it, about to put his hand on the doorknob to open it until his wife got in front of him. "I said stay out of the way!"
"You don't have to do this!" his wife said desperately. Think about what you're doing!"
The man slapped her on the cheek, causing her to fall to the ground. "When I say stay out of my way, I mean stay out of my way. I'm the king of this castle and I can do whatever I want. If someone does something bad under my roof, they get punished." He put his hand to the doorknob turning it slowly.
"Bastard..." the woman quietly said, holding her face.
The man looked at her and smiled. "I'll deal with you later, but you'll get punished in another way."
His wife started to cry as she watcher her husband opened the door, pushing it open slowly, knowing what would happen to her daughter.
The man walked into the dark room, sobbing to be heard. "Mia. I know you're in here. I hear you crying," he said, turning on the light switch and seeing his daughter in a corner, crying and shaking. She was in a small ball, looking up at her father, worried about what would happen to her.
"I heard news I didn't want to hear." He closed the door by kicking it and then locked it. "How you ran away from the park and went into your friend's car to get away from home." He walked up to her and kneeled down, looking at his daughter. "That's an insult to your mom and I. But mostly me."
He stood up again, taking off his belt from his pants, making a loud whipping sound with it. The three year old cried even worse, knowing what was going to come. "You know what happens when you do something bad, do you Mia?" he asked.
"Don't do it! his wife shouted from the other side of the door.
The man whipped the door, making a loud snap. He then looked at his daughter again. "It pains me to know that I'm actually going to enjoy this Mia. Maybe after this beating, you will behave and respect your family." Mia started to cry even worse that now she was letting out hiccups.
All his wife could hear from the other side was the sound of whipping and the sound of her little girl screaming. "MOMMY!" Mia shouted, repeatedly.
~*~
"Mommy! Help! Make daddy stop hurting me!" Mia shouted, kicking and flailing her arms around.
"Ms. Summers! In here!" a girl said, dragging an older woman in her mid fourties into the room Mia was in. "She's having the dream again."
Ms. Summers sighed and looked at Mia who was still kicking and had her eyes shut tight. "Mia. I need you to wake up honey," Ms. Summers said calmly.
"No! Stop it hurts!" the five year old shouted. "Get away!"
"Mia!" Ms. Summers shook Mia by grabbing her shoulders.
Mia opened her eyes and gasped, sitting up quickly and looking around the room. "Where am I?" she asked.
"You're in your room at the orphanage sweetie."
Mia looked at Ms. Summers with confused face, obviously not in reality. "Where's my mommy?"
Ms. Summers sighed, feeling sorry for the little girl. "She's gone Mia. She... passed."
"Oh..." The five year old looked down at her lap sadly, finally getting back in reality. "Ms. Summers?"
"Yes?"
"Do you think I'll ever get adopted?" Mia asked, a little bit of hope in her voice.
"One day Mia." Ms. Summers stood up and looked at the five year old. "Well, come down whenever you are ready. You're breakfast will be on the table." The older woman then walked out of the room, leaving Mia alone, sitting on her bed.
~*~
At the orphanage, it was all the same. All of the other girls got adopted, while Mia just had nightmares about her old parents.
Her father who would beat her for the dumbest reasons just to have fun. And her mother, who past away from lung cancer. Child services took Mia away from her dad when she was four, after her mom passed. They figured out about the beatings from the scars she had. She even had one on her cheek.
They put Mia in the orphanage since there was nothing else to do. And now here is Mia, a five year old with no family, living in a place that scared her so much. She always had the same thought run through her head. Nobody wants to adopt me because I'm not a little princess.
All of the other girls in the orphanage were little princess's. They had nice things and dressed like a nice doll. But she was a Raggedy Ann compared to them. She was so different and it made her feel weird and unwanted...
Mia just sat there in either the lunch room or the playroom where it was always quiet. Where no one can bother her. Nobody would want her... or maybe...
~*~
"You want to come and meet some of the girls. They're all very sweet and kind," Ms. Summers said to the man in front of her desk.
"That would be great. Thank you," the man replied. His name is Frank Iero and of course, if you are an adult at an orphanage then that means you are an adult looking for a kid.
Ms. Summers led him out into the hallway to the big living room they had where all the girl usually would be at. "So what made you want to adopt today Mr. Iero?"
Frank looked at her. "Call me Frank if you'd like and I'm here because I want to surprise my wife. We've been trying for a kid and well..."
"Oh. Well at least you came to the right place Frank. Here is the best."
Frank looked at the girls, a little disappointed... He liked the girls but, he wanted a girl who was different. Unique. And boy was he getting a headache from looking at the kids running around. "Where's your bathroom?" he asked, trying to make up an excuse to leave the noisy room.
"Right around the corner."
"Thanks." Frank walked out of the room and went to the quiet hallway. He was just strolling around, peeping into different rooms to see if anyone was in there.
He then heard singing. "Hello?" he called out. He started to walk to where the singing was coming from and ended up in the lunchroom. Inside he saw a little girl sitting at a table all by herself. "Hi."
The little girl jumped and looked at him. "No need to be frightened." Frank walked to the girl. "I'm Frank. Who are you?"
"I'm Mia," the little girl said.
"That's a pretty name." Frank sat down next to her. "Why aren't you out there with the rest of the girls?"
"Because nobody wants to adopt me because I'm different."
Frank smiled. "Oh. Well, to be honest, I didn't want to adopt any of those girls."
"Really?"
"Yeah. In fact, I want a little girl who's different."
"You're just saying that..."
Ms. Summers came through the doorway. "There you are!" she said. "I see you met Mia."
Frank walked up to Ms. Summers. "I think I know who do adopt." He smiled at her, then looked at Mia.
~*~
"You're going to love you're new home Mia," Frank said, driving up the drive way of his home.
He parked and got Mia out of the back. "Go on ahead. I'll get your things." Mia ran up to the front door, waiting for Frank to unlock it.
"Ready to go in?" he asked, getting his keys. He put the key in the lock, unlocking the door. He then opened the door, revealing the inside. "Welcome home Mia!"
Mia looked inside and was shocked. It was beautiful inside, as if it was a rich person's house. Nothing like her old home. "Oh my gosh!" She ran inside, spinning in a circle. "It's beautiful!" she exclaimed.
"Glad you like it," Frank responded.
~*~
That night Mia got settled in quickly. She met Frank's wife who was so sweet to her and her room was huge! "Sweet dreams Mia," Frank said, tucking her in.
Mia watched as Frank closed the door. She then closed her eyes.
At first she had a good dream, but then it turned into the same nightmare she had every night. She woke up screaming.
"Daddy stop!" she yelled.
Frank ran into her room, turning the light on to see Mia sitting up on her bed. "Mia!" He sat next to her, looking at her. "What's wrong?"
Mia sniffed. "I had a bad dream."
"Do you mind telling me what it was about?"
Mia told him everything. How she used to be abused by her real father. And how he abused her mother. "And that's why no one would adopt me. I was abused."
"Mia." Frank pulled her in a hug. "I'm here for you you."
"I'm scared you might be the same."
"I would never treat you like that Mia." He kissed her forehead. "I promise. You're my little girl."
And there we have it. A one shot for Kitty. I'm sorry if it was sucky. R&R
Still no reply. No sound of movement was to be heard either. "Mia!" he shouted louder. Again, no reply or movement. The man groaned and shook his head. "Bad move," he mumbled to himself, stomping up the stairs to go to his daughter's room. "Doesn't bother to come down and makes me come up. I'll show her..."
At the top of the stairs, the man saw his wife, a terrified look on her face. "Honey, you're drunk," she said, looking at her husband. She put her hands on his shoulders, trying to make him stop going any further. "Do you really need to do this?"
Her husband looked at her and scowled, shoving her out of the way. "Stay out of my way cunt." He stormed to the white door with butterfly stickers on it, about to put his hand on the doorknob to open it until his wife got in front of him. "I said stay out of the way!"
"You don't have to do this!" his wife said desperately. Think about what you're doing!"
The man slapped her on the cheek, causing her to fall to the ground. "When I say stay out of my way, I mean stay out of my way. I'm the king of this castle and I can do whatever I want. If someone does something bad under my roof, they get punished." He put his hand to the doorknob turning it slowly.
"Bastard..." the woman quietly said, holding her face.
The man looked at her and smiled. "I'll deal with you later, but you'll get punished in another way."
His wife started to cry as she watcher her husband opened the door, pushing it open slowly, knowing what would happen to her daughter.
The man walked into the dark room, sobbing to be heard. "Mia. I know you're in here. I hear you crying," he said, turning on the light switch and seeing his daughter in a corner, crying and shaking. She was in a small ball, looking up at her father, worried about what would happen to her.
"I heard news I didn't want to hear." He closed the door by kicking it and then locked it. "How you ran away from the park and went into your friend's car to get away from home." He walked up to her and kneeled down, looking at his daughter. "That's an insult to your mom and I. But mostly me."
He stood up again, taking off his belt from his pants, making a loud whipping sound with it. The three year old cried even worse, knowing what was going to come. "You know what happens when you do something bad, do you Mia?" he asked.
"Don't do it! his wife shouted from the other side of the door.
The man whipped the door, making a loud snap. He then looked at his daughter again. "It pains me to know that I'm actually going to enjoy this Mia. Maybe after this beating, you will behave and respect your family." Mia started to cry even worse that now she was letting out hiccups.
All his wife could hear from the other side was the sound of whipping and the sound of her little girl screaming. "MOMMY!" Mia shouted, repeatedly.
~*~
"Mommy! Help! Make daddy stop hurting me!" Mia shouted, kicking and flailing her arms around.
"Ms. Summers! In here!" a girl said, dragging an older woman in her mid fourties into the room Mia was in. "She's having the dream again."
Ms. Summers sighed and looked at Mia who was still kicking and had her eyes shut tight. "Mia. I need you to wake up honey," Ms. Summers said calmly.
"No! Stop it hurts!" the five year old shouted. "Get away!"
"Mia!" Ms. Summers shook Mia by grabbing her shoulders.
Mia opened her eyes and gasped, sitting up quickly and looking around the room. "Where am I?" she asked.
"You're in your room at the orphanage sweetie."
Mia looked at Ms. Summers with confused face, obviously not in reality. "Where's my mommy?"
Ms. Summers sighed, feeling sorry for the little girl. "She's gone Mia. She... passed."
"Oh..." The five year old looked down at her lap sadly, finally getting back in reality. "Ms. Summers?"
"Yes?"
"Do you think I'll ever get adopted?" Mia asked, a little bit of hope in her voice.
"One day Mia." Ms. Summers stood up and looked at the five year old. "Well, come down whenever you are ready. You're breakfast will be on the table." The older woman then walked out of the room, leaving Mia alone, sitting on her bed.
~*~
At the orphanage, it was all the same. All of the other girls got adopted, while Mia just had nightmares about her old parents.
Her father who would beat her for the dumbest reasons just to have fun. And her mother, who past away from lung cancer. Child services took Mia away from her dad when she was four, after her mom passed. They figured out about the beatings from the scars she had. She even had one on her cheek.
They put Mia in the orphanage since there was nothing else to do. And now here is Mia, a five year old with no family, living in a place that scared her so much. She always had the same thought run through her head. Nobody wants to adopt me because I'm not a little princess.
All of the other girls in the orphanage were little princess's. They had nice things and dressed like a nice doll. But she was a Raggedy Ann compared to them. She was so different and it made her feel weird and unwanted...
Mia just sat there in either the lunch room or the playroom where it was always quiet. Where no one can bother her. Nobody would want her... or maybe...
~*~
"You want to come and meet some of the girls. They're all very sweet and kind," Ms. Summers said to the man in front of her desk.
"That would be great. Thank you," the man replied. His name is Frank Iero and of course, if you are an adult at an orphanage then that means you are an adult looking for a kid.
Ms. Summers led him out into the hallway to the big living room they had where all the girl usually would be at. "So what made you want to adopt today Mr. Iero?"
Frank looked at her. "Call me Frank if you'd like and I'm here because I want to surprise my wife. We've been trying for a kid and well..."
"Oh. Well at least you came to the right place Frank. Here is the best."
Frank looked at the girls, a little disappointed... He liked the girls but, he wanted a girl who was different. Unique. And boy was he getting a headache from looking at the kids running around. "Where's your bathroom?" he asked, trying to make up an excuse to leave the noisy room.
"Right around the corner."
"Thanks." Frank walked out of the room and went to the quiet hallway. He was just strolling around, peeping into different rooms to see if anyone was in there.
He then heard singing. "Hello?" he called out. He started to walk to where the singing was coming from and ended up in the lunchroom. Inside he saw a little girl sitting at a table all by herself. "Hi."
The little girl jumped and looked at him. "No need to be frightened." Frank walked to the girl. "I'm Frank. Who are you?"
"I'm Mia," the little girl said.
"That's a pretty name." Frank sat down next to her. "Why aren't you out there with the rest of the girls?"
"Because nobody wants to adopt me because I'm different."
Frank smiled. "Oh. Well, to be honest, I didn't want to adopt any of those girls."
"Really?"
"Yeah. In fact, I want a little girl who's different."
"You're just saying that..."
Ms. Summers came through the doorway. "There you are!" she said. "I see you met Mia."
Frank walked up to Ms. Summers. "I think I know who do adopt." He smiled at her, then looked at Mia.
~*~
"You're going to love you're new home Mia," Frank said, driving up the drive way of his home.
He parked and got Mia out of the back. "Go on ahead. I'll get your things." Mia ran up to the front door, waiting for Frank to unlock it.
"Ready to go in?" he asked, getting his keys. He put the key in the lock, unlocking the door. He then opened the door, revealing the inside. "Welcome home Mia!"
Mia looked inside and was shocked. It was beautiful inside, as if it was a rich person's house. Nothing like her old home. "Oh my gosh!" She ran inside, spinning in a circle. "It's beautiful!" she exclaimed.
"Glad you like it," Frank responded.
~*~
That night Mia got settled in quickly. She met Frank's wife who was so sweet to her and her room was huge! "Sweet dreams Mia," Frank said, tucking her in.
Mia watched as Frank closed the door. She then closed her eyes.
At first she had a good dream, but then it turned into the same nightmare she had every night. She woke up screaming.
"Daddy stop!" she yelled.
Frank ran into her room, turning the light on to see Mia sitting up on her bed. "Mia!" He sat next to her, looking at her. "What's wrong?"
Mia sniffed. "I had a bad dream."
"Do you mind telling me what it was about?"
Mia told him everything. How she used to be abused by her real father. And how he abused her mother. "And that's why no one would adopt me. I was abused."
"Mia." Frank pulled her in a hug. "I'm here for you you."
"I'm scared you might be the same."
"I would never treat you like that Mia." He kissed her forehead. "I promise. You're my little girl."
And there we have it. A one shot for Kitty. I'm sorry if it was sucky. R&R
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