John's POV

"Y-you're sure?" I asked, staring open mouthed at the headmistress. This couldn't be real.

No way a family wanted to adopt me! It was to good to be true!

"Unless your name isn't John Hanen, then I'm sure. You're getting adopted, now go pack your bags, they'll be here within the hour." The headmistress said, shoo-ing me out of the room.

I ran to the bedroom and hurriedly started packing. Jack was sitting on his bed reading a book, but he looked up when I abruptly ran in, tossing my few possessions into a bag.

"What are you doing?" He asked, laying aside his book. I assumed he was reading Percy Jackson again, he loved those books.

I turned to him excitedly. "I got Adopted!" I said, perhaps too loudly as he covered his ears. "Okay okay, no need to shout it from the rooftops." He said, leaning back and continuing to read. Now I saw it was, indeed, Percy Jackson, the Battle of the Labyrinth.

"Wha- aren't you happy for me?" I asked, grabbing his book and laying it on the nightstand, holding it there when he tried to snatch it back. He sighed.

"Of course I'm happy for you, but I don't have any other friends you know. I'm gonna be lonely."

"So you are pushing me away now?"

"I-... I'm sorry. I'm being selfish, aren't I?" He said, looking at me and I noticed the red mark under his eye. It has been there for as long as I'd known him and I had never questioned it, guessing it was a scar but I just now realized it was a very strange scar, bright red and in the shape of a upside down triangle.

I knew he tried to hide it with his hair, but man did he fail at hiding it. His sandy blonde locks barely even touched the mark, let alone hid it.

I sighed. "No, I'm selfish, I didn't think how I'd have to leave you, I was just excited to get adopted, I'm sorry,"

"I'll be fine.. Good job on getting adopted, I am happy for you, really."

"Thanks.. Now I don't want to leave though."

The headmistress came in at that moment telling me my new parents were here. I grabbed my bag and Jack walked with me til I had to get in the car. His turquoise eyes were sad but I could tell he was trying not to look sad, for my sake.

I waved at him as me and my new parents pulled away from the orphanage. Boy would I miss him.. My best friend.

Jack's POV

I waved as John left with his new parents, I felt like I wanted to cry.

GOD DANG IT, WHY CAN'T I JUST BE HAPPY FOR HIM? He has a family now, that meant his life would get better now, right? I mean, I'm possessed anyway, he shouldn't be friends with me or near me in any way.

I went upstairs and sat on my bed, bringing my knees to my chest. I looked at the bed that had been his. A sob choked me and I wiped a tear that slowly started to fall.

Was life even worth living anymore? I knew I would never get adopted, I was possessed, my best friend was gone now, and no one else even acknowledged my existence.

I wiped away another tear and laid down, my head on the pillow and arm under it and allowed a few tears to fall, before thinking and wondering what would happen to me now.

I slowly drifted off into a fitful, dreamless sleep.