Y/n's pov

I was laying in bed while staring at the roof. My past, huh. It was pretty shitty. Never met my real parents, never got adopted, orphanage was to strict, I fucking hated that place. The reason why I burned it down...

*Memories*

"Miss L/n, 12×11?", I looked up at the teacher. She's right next to me.

"Um, 132...", she smiled.

"Correct", she hit my fingers with her ruler. "Not fast enough though", I noticed a new cut on my hand.

I looked at her. Then I looked back at my hands. "I'm sorry... Miss Sawyer...", she hit my hand again. I jumped a little and glared at her.

"Eye contact, Miss L/n", I looked at her in the eyes and glared.

"I'm sorry Miss, I'm must have forgotten", she glared back at me. She looked at the whole class, then back at me. She started walking towards the front.

"Remember class, don't forget what you're taught like Miss L/n here, you won't be able to get anywhere in life", I heard a few kids laugh. Well fuck you too.

*End*

I remember that. I was 9 when that happened. Miss Sawyer, she was the owner of the orphanage, she was also our teacher. She never liked me. Don't know why, she just never did. She was 56, Short, little overweight, gray hair, wrinkles, pretty sure she was a druggie and alcoholic. That was the day I decided that if she doesn't like me just cause, I'll give her a reason to hate me. That was fun.

*Memories*

I looked at the fishes floating upside down. I may have fed them the wrong thing. Oopsie! Miss Sawyer walked in.

"What have you done?!", I smiled at her.

"Don't worry, I just taught them how to play dead... forever...", she slapped me. She grabbed my arm and dragged me to my room. She threw me in and locked it.

"You are not getting dinner today, Miss L/n",

"Good! Never even liked your shitty ass food to begin with!",

"Who taught you those words!?",

"As if you care, just let me starve already!",

"Quiet! You will not leave this room for the rest of the day!", I heard her footsteps walk away. Stupid bitch.

*End*

Wonder why she hated me a lot. Didn't even do anything wrong when I was little. I never even had friends for some reason! Heck, people were messed up!

*Memories*

I felt one of the girls pull my hair. Another one pushed me on the ground.

"Ya know, no one wants you here",

"Shut it slut",

"What did you call me!",

"You heard me", she kicked me in the stomach.

"Don't you dare talk to ME like that!",

"Slut, slut, slutty, slut, slut!", she and her friends started kicking me again. I coughed up a little bit of blood. She grabbed me by the hair and made me look at her.

"Don't mess with me!", I smiled at her. She let go of my hair. "You're such a freak!", I started laughing.

"You think I'm fucking scared of you! You're a sad pathetic piece of shit that can't do anything by herself unless you have other bitches with you!", I got up and punched her in the face. She was out cold. I looked at her 'friends'.

"What the hell!", I pointed at them.

"You're next", they screamed and Miss Sawyer came. She immediately glared at me. She stomped towards me and grabbed me by the hair.

"You're such a troublesome brat! No wonder no one wants to adopt you!", that hit a nerve.

"Shut up you stupid hag!", she stopped yanking me. She threw on the ground and started hitting me with her ruler.

"You do not talk to your elders in that matter! What would your parents think about you now!", I  grit my teeth and balled my hands.

"As if I fucking care! Never had any of them to teach me from right to wrong! Hitting a kid ain't teaching them shit! The only thing it does teach them is to get used to it!", she stopped and looked at me straight in the eyes. She put her ruler down and turned around.

"Go to your room, you will not have any dinner today...", I didn't try saying anything else. I already saw her shaking. She was about to cry. I went to my room and locked the door.

After a few minutes I heard a knock. I unlocked it and saw a boy. Never really talked to him, I just helped him once with his bullies. Now he's everywhere I go.

"You need anything Hunter?" 

"I, um..., I came to b-bring you some medicine and bandages...", I finally noticed the bag in his hands.

"Oh, uh, come in?", he walked in and helped me with everything. I kinda fell asleep first than him. I know he didn't stay cause he wasn't in the next morning.

*End*

Well, Miss Sawyer, jokes on you! When I burned down the fucking orphanage, one of the foster homes I was put in actually let me stay! The old guy would call me his own daughter. He taught me how to defend myself! How to use weapons! Heck, he taught me a bunch of things! The bow and arrows is something he gave me for my 15th birthday. He died 3 months after, he had a stroke. The only person I'll actually ever miss.

Still though, never really knew how it felt to have a mom that loved me. Wish I did. I put my knees to my chest and laid my head on them. Guess it also kinda felt nice to talk to someone about it. I guess I finally got friends too.

Jokes on you to Marie. I got friends. I looked at my window and saw the dark sky. I looked down at my bed. Doggo sleeping right next to me. I should probably go to sleep now. I laid down and got comfy. I use Doggo as a pillow sometimes. I closed my eyes and fell asleep.

??? pov

Y/n. Someday I'll get you. It'll just be you and me. How I just want to go on there and take you away. I'll wait till the right moment my love!

Don't you worry. We'll be together soon...

Whether you like it or NOT!