Addicted To The Billionaire Boss - Book 1 - Chapter 2

When her mother made it home finally, she told her but was ignored. Her mother just told her he was probably off playing somewhere. She felt helpless and lost, and she never wanted to feel like that again. Her thoughts were always with Evan, even now. Not long after the county had come and taken her away. She couldn't save him, but she could do something about her Nana. There was something special in the air the day Lenora Randolph came to the Bakerstown Girls Home. It may have been because her birthday was the day before or it may have been the way it was supposed to snow that week, which rarely happened in South Carolina. Whatever it was, you could almost feel it. Amelia had lived there for 2 years, and in her mind, it was wonderful. She had her very own bed and clothes and they always had food. When the people had put her here, she had been scared, but over time, she realized that it was wonderful. She didn't sleep at night for a long time, but gradually she had stopped having nightmares and now she felt more like everyone else. There were always people coming there, looking to adopt a girl to love as their very own, but she never thought much about it. Babies and young girls were always the ones chosen. That was something she has been just fine with. Out there, you never know who will come around, who will hurt you. Here she was safe. She knew everyone who worked here and she also knew they locked the doors every night. Inside the girls' home, she didn't have to worry. It was a shock to her when a nice lady had come around to greet all of the older girls in her wing. It was a rare occurrence and while everyone was putting on their best clothes she just went about her normal routine.

Eventually, the lady had asked her what her name was and the conversation they had that day changed her life forever. "What is your name, young lady? The lady smiled at her as she sat down on the bed beside her. "Me? My name is Amelia. How do you do?" she had thrust her hand out like she saw them do on television and the lady shook it in return. "How are you doing today? I hear there is snow in the forecast." The lady had leaned over and smiled at her as they talked. Amelia smiled back, she was nice and she smelled like cookies. "I'm okay. I guess. Sure, is getting colder, that's for sure, but I like it. I used to hate it when I lived out there and I didn't have heat. It was no fun at all. Now I hope to get to see some snow real soon." She went back to making her bed. "It sounds like you have done a lot of stuff in your life, Amelia." "I guess so, you see how everyone is running around and trying so hard to be their best? I just don't understand that at all. I just want to be me all the time, so I don't make anyone sad when they find out who I really am. That's why I ain't dressed up in the Sunday clothes. I hate to be a pest Ma'am, but could you stand up? I just have to get this bed made so I can get to breakfast. I am always hungry and I sure like to eat." Amelia had given her a grin as the lady had jumped up quickly.

She made her bed and gave the lady a hug before she headed down to the lunch hall. "You sure smell nice, lady." Amelia skipped her way out of the room and thought nothing more of the situation, and the lady she had left upstairs. Later that day the nice lady had asked her if she wanted to come live with her and at first, she had said no. The lady had sat back on the chair in the library and watched Amelia for a moment before asking her why. "It's not you lady, you seem real nice, honest. The thing is, there are a lot of bad people out there. Here, they lock up the doors real tight and it's safe that's all. I guess, I just don't know how you do things. I don't want to get hurt like I did before. I don't want them to take me like they did Evan." "Who is Evan, dear?" She had leaned over and whispered. "I'm not supposed to talk about Evan. No one believes me about him. He was my brother and one day someone took him." The lady had frowned for a second and told her. "Amelia, I can assure you one thing. I lock my house up every night, just like they do here. I am all alone in there and sometimes I want someone to talk to. I had a nice man who I was married to. His name was Harold but he died and he is in Heaven now. I can't promise you won't ever get hurt again, the world is full of hurt, but I can promise I'll be there with you to help you through it."

She had frowned as she thought over what the cookie lady had said. She had locks, and she was sad too. Plus, she would have someone to help her and it was nice to hear someone say that. She would miss her friends here, but maybe she should go. The lady seemed really sad and maybe she could help her. She smiled her best smile and agreed to go. She gathered up her small bag of things and with a deep breath, and she had walked out of the childrens' home and into the arms of her loving Nana. Her life had changed for the better, and Nana was the reason. She owed her so much and it was killing her to see her sick like this. Everything that she had gone through, Nana had made it better, even if it was just a hug when the boy at school was mean to her or helping her by sitting with her through a panic attack. Even now she still had those, when she couldn't be in control. Either way, her Nana fixed everything for her, and now, she would do the same for her. She glanced up at the clock in the hospital room and sighed. She needed to work, that always helped keep her mind occupied. After another glance at her Nana, she left to get some work done.