Age Is Just A Number

Holly Starr is a 14 year old girl with black hair with red streaks,chocolate brown eyes,and is also emo.She was born with a low self esteem,and also without parents.They gave her up for adoption at the age of two,they didn't want her.She's been adopted twice,once when she was seven,and once when she was ten.But none of them worked out.Nobody wants an emo daughter,she's different from the other kids at the agency.One day an eighteen year old guy named Kellin Quinn comes to the agency,looking for a kid.Holly doesn't think he'll pick more to find out.


3. Feelings Suck

Holly's POV...

   I wake up next to Kellin,I yawn and roll out of my bed.I walk downstairs and plop onto the couch while turning on the TV.I watch an episode of NCIS and then decide to make some cereal.Just as I'm about to raise up I'm pushed back down into my seat by a pair of hands on my shoulders.

   I see Kellin walks around the couch and sits next to me on one of the available couch cushions.He stares at me seriously.

"We need to talk,"he says.

"What about?"I ask.

"Feelings,"he answers.

   I suddenly know where this conversation is going to turn into.I don't wanna talk about that stupid shit,feelings suck.

"Why do you hate yourself Holly?"he asks softly.

   I try to get up from the couch again but he grabs my wrist and pulls me back down,why can't he just accept the fact that I don't wanna talk about this?I sigh and make sure to avoid eye contact,I stare at the TV.

   I start to get interested in the next episode of NCIS but after a few seconds the TV screen goes completely black.I whip my head around and see Kellin with the remote in his hand with his eyes narrowed at me.

"I asked you a question,"he says with his teeth clenched in frustration.

"Well I'm all out of answers,the store in my mind will restock when you have a different question,"I reply.

   He groans and throws his head back,I keep my mouth shut and my head down while he stays silent.Then he lifts his head back up from the edge of the couch and suddenly stares at me with more sympathy than anger.I sigh.

"Because nobody loves me.Nobody has wanted me all of my entire life,"I mumble."There has to be something wrong with me."

He lowers his eyes.

"That's not true Holly,"he whispers.

   I roll my eyes and stretch my legs onto the coffee table,suddenly feeling more tired than earlier this morning.

"Yes it is,"I reply.

   He shakes his head and stares at his lap,he starts to bite his bottom lip like crazy while popping his fingers.

"But...I love you Holly,"he murmurs.

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