Picking Out the Thorns

Cassandra goes through a recent and tragic death of her parents. When a 32 year old man adopts her, Cassandra thinks she can finally move on. But she wasn't correct. On the 5th day of when he adopted her, he locked her up, and made her a slave for him. If Cassandra didnt do what he said, he would brutally hit her, until she bled, or was bruised. Cassandra couldn't take it anymore. With all the hitting, and inappropriate things, she took all the courage she had to stand up to him. He didnt like it, and started hitting her. Cassandra finally ran away, and meet someone she never knew would be so important to her. But there was one flaw. He was a huge celebrity. She would always come 2nd. But things get better. The thorns dont stay on forever.


1. Adoption

I've been crying for days. I never thought the pain of loosing my parents would go away. The hard part was, seeing it happen in front of my own eyes. But things would get better. They will. Today, I will have a new dad. I may not get a new mom, but I could use anyone right now. I packed my things. I was called to meet the man who was going to adopt me. He was tall. He had long dark hair. Not what I pictured my new "dad" to look like. 

"Cassandra, this is Mr. La-dean. He will be taking care of you." I smiled and nodded.

"Cassandra, you are beautiful." Mr. La-dean said. I felt a bit weird when he said that. I dont usually hear people calling me that when we first meet. All I did was nod. I didnt say a word. He put his arm around me and took me to his car. Finally. I would have an actual house. I stared at him threw the mirror. There was a really awkward silence. "So, Mr. La-dean. Is that french, your name?" I asked. He laughed. 

"No dear. I dont know what it is to be honest. Wait until you see our house. I find that you will enjoy it."

When we got to the house, I walked straight in to see how it looked. It was actually quite nice. It was, bigger than I was used to. Mr. La-dean held my hand and showed me my room. He sat on my bed. "Do you like it? Your room? I designed it."

"Yeah, its great, thanks." I said.

He walked up to me and said, "I'll make sure we have extra fun." He said rubbing my arms. I pulled away, and quickly said "Thanks." Then I shut the door. He's a really weird man. My phone rang. "Hello?".

"Hey, it's Jen."

"Hey you." I said smiling. Jen ws my best friend. To me, all I had was her right now.

"How you doing? Is the person that adopted you nice?" She asked.

"Well, He's really weird. I think that it'll take a LONG time for me to get use to him."

"Does he like One Direction?!" She said in a sarcastic voice. I laughed. Jen is so in love with that boy band.

"He's like 32 Jen!" 

"So what? Never to late to embrase the awesome! Well Im gonna go. Bye love." She said. I hung up quick and went to explore the house. There was a door downstairs that led somewhere. As curious as I was, I went down a few steps but someone stopped me. Feeew. Its just Mr. La-dean. My heart literally jumped. "Dont go down there Cassandra. I warn you dont." 

"Why not?"

"You'll get your chance. Dont worry." He said walking away. I was officially scared now. 

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