Chapter five: running away

It was Spring now,which meant some person would inspect my house since my mom and dad had really signed no papers,saying I was now theirs.
The doorbell rang,I opened it and my smile broke into a frown. "Ms. Kwanty.." I curtsied and ran up to my room as my mother walked to the door. My dad was in the garage,hiding because Ms. Kwanty didn't know he was the famous Charles Lee Ray,the strangler of Chicago.
I looked over the balcony,Ms. Kwanty was talking to my mom. I got a closer look.
"Ms. Ray,your niece is a disgrace to this world! She's actually a nobody! No mother,no father..you might as well just let her go before she kills you all.."
"I beg your pardon but my niece obeys what I say,she never runs off,and she listens to me. So basically,I'm her mother."
"Yes,but you aren't her birth mother. Tiffany,she'll end up going mad just let her die."
My eyes widened,I had a lump in my throat,and my stomach quivered. I ran outside quietly. The sun was setting,Ms. Cheeks De Vil was now going to leave. I ran in the field of my backyard to the treehouse that my foster dad had built before my mother and father came. I went in the corner of the treehouse and cried softly. Maybe she was right,I don't even know who my birth mother is! After a while,I stopped crying. I stood up and watched Ms. Kwanty pull out of the driveway and go. "I might as well just leave.."
At dinner,I sat at the table and just stared at my spaghetti. It was quiet,not even my brother,Glen,was cracking his jokes. My mom broke the slime. "I'm pregnant.." I looked up at her,slightly smiled. "Congratulations mom." I looked around a second. "Can I go to bed? I'm really tired.."
"Of course sweetface" I got out of my seat and looked back at my family. "Goodnight.." My feet were stiff as I walked up the stairs.
It was 10:00 pm. I opened my door slightly and held a small backpack on my back. I was wearing my blue coat and black boots. In my backpack was my stuffed werewolf,a flashlight,water,money,my nightgown,and of course,my hammer. I tiptoed downstairs. My mom and dad were cuddling on the couch watching T.V. I blew a silent kiss to them both,l and slowly opened the back door.
The breeze of the night hit my face,and made it a little cold from my tears running down my face. I began to walk in the woods,this was awful,just awful. I was lost now,I didn't know which way was left,or which way was right. And to make it worse,my flashlight was dead! I could barely see what was ahead of me. There was a tree,I threw my backpack off and slid down on the tree,buried my face in my knees,and cried. About five minutes later,I heard a flashlight click,and someone put their hand on my shoulder. I looked up slowly,only to see my birth father standing over me with my flashlight. He kneeled down and moved his hands around,he was speaking sign language,and luckily I knew how to speak it.
"Hello Madison. Why are you crying?"
I spoke back to him in sign language
"I'm a disgrace to this world,what if I kill my family?"
"What?"
"Someone told my mom that I didn't know who my birth mom was,and that is probably end up like Michael Myers."
My dad say next to me and pulled me close. "Don't listen to her. I've got a surprise for you." My leaned my head against him and looked up. "What is it?" He stood up and grabbed my hand. I stood up and grabbed my backpack as he held the flashlight. We walked to a cabin,it was abandoned. "Stay close to me." He opened the door and kneeled down behind me. My jaw dropped when I saw a hockey mask and a machete on a table,next to it was a white dress and a note. My dad lifted me up and carried me to the table. I looked up at him and smiled,then I pulled him into a hug. "Read the note." He spoke in sign language by pointing at the note. I curiously unfolded the paper and read out loud.
"Happy late birthday my dear. Your father and I love you in our hearts. I hope you like what we made for you :)

Maddie,I could never be so proud of you. I know you have your own family back at home,but just know that I'm always here for you.

Love,yours truly,
Samarand Jason
Also known as,mom and dad"
I gasped and hugged Jason. "Why didn't you tell me?" I looked at him. "Because I couldn't speak,I've been learning to communicate to you like this all Winter."

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