Two years later, Cailen sat in the exact same spot.
This time his feet just skimmed along the floor, his face in a scowl again, his hands clenched the ends of the armrests in frustration as he listened in to the newest addition of the list of reasons why no one wanted him.
"He's just so different," the man said.
He heard Ms. Willow sigh.
"He's not like other boys."
"Okay," Ms. Willow cut him off.
She sounded fed up which only made Cailen feel worse.
Ms. Willow was a nice person, the only thing even remotely close to a parent he had and he was causing her distress. But it wasn't his fault. He was only being himself.
He couldn't help it if he didn't like toy cars and baseball. He couldn't help it if he didn't like playing with the other boys at school. All they talked about was baseball and other sports.
He liked playing with the girls at school. They did more stuff that he was interested in. He couldn't help it.
"I'm sorry, but he's not normal," the man said.
Cailen didn't even bother to remember their names anymore. It was pointless when he was only going to be back here watching them walk away without him.
"Thank you, Mr. Barrett. That's quite enough. Sign here," Ms. Willow said, her words short and clipped.
Not normal? Was that a bad thing?
Cailen frowned at the ground as he felt the familiar sting in his eyes as tears started to form.
What was normal?
Talking about baseball, wanting a fancy new toy car for your birthday, wanting to play in the mud and get dirty?
Cailen couldn't be that. That's not who he is.
Should he just change himself?
"Thank you," Mr. Barrett said as he exited the office.
Cailen blinked back the tears immediately, not raising his head.
"Well, this will be it, Cailen. I hope you had fun and I'm sure someone will come for you soon enough," Mr. Barrett said.
Cailen glared up at him. He was sick of hearing that.
Why couldn't people just be honest and say they didn't want him? That no one wanted him?
It would probably hurt less.
He didn't reply. He was done talking to this man.
"Cailen, would you like to say goodbye?" Ms. Willow asked.
Cailen looked at her in disbelief before turning back to the man standing in front of him. He shuffled off of the all too familiar chair, stood up straight and looked up at the man.
"Fuck you," he spat and made the familiar march down the hall.
He heard the gasp Ms. Willow gave. He heard his name being called and he even heard Mr. Barrett saying something along the lines of 'I told you so' but he didn't stop.
He couldn't stop or they would see the tears running down his cheeks.
Cailen stormed down the hall right past the playroom and down to the room that has come to be his permanently.
He threw the door open, turning around and slamming it shut needing the full weight of his little body to do so. He climbed into bed, tears still falling from his eyes, and grabbed his pillow.
So many tears have been absorbed by this pillow, so many screams muffled by it.
It was the closest thing he had to a friend now that Ella had been adopted. It wiped away his tears and provided comfort when he needed it.
It may be pathetic but he supposed it was fitting.
He was pathetic, wasn't he?
He was a pathetic excuse for a boy. That's basically what every parent has ever said about him.
It must be true.
"Cailen?" Ms. Willow’s voice came from the other side of the door along with a small knock.
"Go away!" Cailen screamed wishing there was a lock on the door.
There wasn't. So Ms. Willow walked right in, closing it behind her and approaching the bed cautiously.
"Go away!" he repeated, his voice shrill. He didn't want to talk to anyone. He didn't want anyone to see him like this.
It was just another thing to add to list of reasons of why he wasn't a 'normal' boy. Boys don't cry. Girls cry.
"Cailen, I know this is hard but you can't take it personally," Ms. Willow said quietly.
Cailen could barely understand her. He was, after all, only seven years old, but he knew more than most children. He may only be seven but he's been through much more than some people three times his age.
"Go away," Cailen repeated for a third time, his voice quieter. He sniffled into the pillow, clutching the fabric in his small hands.
"Okay. I'll leave, but I want you to know something," she said, her voice soft and kind.
"What?" he asked quietly.
"There is nothing wrong with you. You're an amazing little boy. I want you to know that, okay?" she said but he didn't reply.
He knew she was lying. She was only trying to make him stop crying so she could say she did her job.
"Do you understand me?" she asked.
Cailen didn't like lying. He hated it and wished people would just tell him the truth but he knew if he told the truth right now, she wouldn't leave.
"Yes," he said into the pillow. He heard her feet shuffling towards the door but they paused as she opened it.
"And you need to watch your language, young man. I don't care what the situation is, those words are not needed," she scolded then he heard the door being shut and the room was quiet, the only sounds were coming from his sniffling nose.
Cailen thought about what she said, not about there being nothing wrong with him. He knew that was a lie, but about his language.
He knew he had quite the colorful vocabulary for a seven year old. He had picked it up in the many households he's been in.
He knew they were bad words but they made him feel better when he said them, like for the millisecond it takes to say them, it stabs just as much hurt as he feels into the receiver of them, if only for a very brief moment.
Cailen rolled over, reaching under his bed to pull out a scrap piece of paper he had tucked into the bed frame.
He grabbed a crayon from the small bedside table beside his bed and opened the paper. He looked it over briefly before adding one more tick beside the rest of them.
He counted them. Fourteen.
Fourteen little ticks written on a scrap piece of paper. To a random person it wouldn't look like anything,. It would just look like someone got bored or they were testing out different coloured crayons, but to Cailen, it was a lot more than boredom.
It was the number of homes he's been to and kicked out of.
It was the amount of times his heart has been torn to shreds, each time taking a shred and leaving it behind at the previous home.
Cailen wasn't sure how many more shreds of his heart he could lose before he just didn't care anymore. He wondered how long it would take before he would stop crying over people who didn't want him.
He wondered how long it would be before he just decided to give up, not just on the orphanage but on life in general.
Cailen was faintly aware of the fact that a seven year old shouldn't be having those thoughts.
Cailen sat in the corner of the playroom, not really playing but watching other kids play.The other kids who were now several years younger than him.The average age of a child at the orphanage was six to nine years old. Once you hit ten years of age, people tended to stop looking at you. Everyone wanted a younger child, someone they can raise from as close to scratch as they could.Being adopted after age ten or older was a rarity and he was now thirteen.He hadn't been to a new home in two years, and before that, it had been a year.This was just fine to Cailen because he always ended up back here anyway. Might as well save himself the trouble.Cailen didn't enjoy playing like he used to. He didn't see much of a point to it anymore.It seemed like a waste of time. He didn't have anyone to play with anyway since none of the younger kids wanted to play with the older reject kid that nobody wanted.No, he was sitting all by his lonesome, waiting for the time to pass so he could have s
"Cailen, they're here," Ms. Willow said from Cailen's doorway.Cailen sat on his bed, his small bag stuffed with his few articles of clothing sitting beside him. He raised his head when Ms. Willow spoke, suddenly feeling nervous. He nodded anyway and stood from his bed, grabbing the strap of his bag.He shuffled past Ms. Willow and down the hall where he saw Eden, William and a girl standing, waiting for him. When William saw Cailen, his face brightened and he took off at a run towards him.It startled Cailen, making him stop in his tracks."Cailen!" William shouted as he barreled into Cailen, throwing his arms around the older boy. "I missed you," William said squeezing Cailen tight.Cailen was unsure of what to do. He hasn't received a hug in... Ever.He's never been given a hug. He quite liked them, he decided.He dropped his bag and awkwardly placed one arm on the younger boy's back. He saw Eden smiling at the two of them standing just a few feet away so he tried his best to retur
He was laughing and running, his heart pumping fast in his chest.He was smiling from ear to ear and was almost disappointed when Eden called to them telling them that their food was ready. But then his stomach grumbled and he was actually happy it was time to eat.Stella and William ran off, grabbing their shoes and slipping them on and running towards their mother.Cailen took his time, letting himself catch his breath because he honestly can't remember the last time he's run around that much. Once he had his shoes back on, he made his way over to the table the three of them were sat at.He wasn't entirely sure if it was okay to sit with them. He knew he had come here with them and everything but it still felt weird just walking up and sitting down."Come on, Cailen," William said and pulled out the chair beside him for Cailen to sit in.Cailen smiled and took his seat across from Stella and waited patiently for Eden to hand out the food."How old are you?" Stella asked, biting into
As promised, Eden woke Cailen up the next morning and told him to get dressed to go shopping.Cailen was tempted to argue that she shouldn't waste the money on him. But figured it was futile, so instead, he crawled out of bed and sleepily shuffled his way into the bathroom, quickly doing his business and washing up, then meeting Eden downstairs by the door.Cailen had enough time last night before bed to look around. William had taken him on a tour of the house, showing him where the kitchen was and all six bathrooms. He showed him the basement which had a recreational room in it that had a pool table and also had another room with a couch and a television along with the laundry and one of the six bathrooms.Cailen had a pretty good memory so he pretty much remembered where everything was.Eden smiled at him as he put on his shoes, waiting patiently.Cailen was a little hungry since he just woke up and hadn't eaten yet but he didn't want to be a bother and ask for some breakfast. He s
Cailen made it to the first day of school, to his utter surprise.This family hadn't returned him yet but he still had his doubts. It was only the fourth day and they hadn't sent him to school yet.School and Cailen didn't mix well. He got bored easily and tended to entertain himself much to the teacher's dismay. Surely Eden would be called down to the school in no time and that would be the end of this.He hoped he could pay attention and not get bored though. He liked this family. They treated him nicely but he figures that's only because they don't know the real Cailen yet.Cailen was nervous when Eden dropped them off at school.He always got nervous when he started a new school because everyone would look at you, everyone wanted to know your story, who you are, where you’re from, why you moved, but Cailen didn't like his story.He hated telling people he was an orphan. They either gave him that sympathetic look that he hated or they avoided him like some kind of disease.Either w
The three boys split apart, looking behind them and shutting up once they saw a new person had entered the washroom.It was Asher, William's friend from lunch.He looked confused for a second, taking in his surroundings. He looked from the three startled boys to the scared looking boy that was fighting with himself on whether to look at the ground or at Asher."Come on," Billy spoke and soon, Cailen heard them shuffle out of the room.It was quiet for a moment. Cailen thought maybe Asher left with the rest of the boys because why would he want to stick around with him?He was nothing special. Just an orphan who nobody wanted.But soon he felt a small hand on his shoulder and then Asher was bending down a little and sticking his face under Cailen's so he could see him.Cailen turned away, ashamed of the tears evident in his eyes."Cailen, are you okay?" Asher asked, his voice soft.Cailen sniffled and brought his hand up to his eyes to wipe at them.Asher backed up a step as he did so,
"Cailen?" came a voice from somewhere in the washroom.He didn't look up, he didn't respond because he didn't want to be found.Not like this. Not crying in a corner surrounded by paper towel that had fallen from the holder he had stumbled into.Not with blood and snot dripping from his nose, not when he looked so gross and pathetic."Oh my gosh, Cailen!" they said more urgently and soon, there was a pair of hands on his shoulders, pulling him up right from where he was leaning against the wall into a sitting position."What happened? Are you okay?" Asher asked as he frantically moved the hair from Cailen's face to see where the blood was coming from.Cailen pulled away from him. He didn't want to be seen like this but he couldn't make the tears stop. He couldn't make them stop because he was a pathetic excuse for a boy.Only girls cry. That's what the boys had told him and Cailen knew they were right but he couldn't stop them."I'm gonna go get Eden," Asher said beginning to stand. T
It was after school one day when William and Cailen were playing in the living room that everything went down the toilet.They were just having fun, William had challenged Cailen to a handstand contest and said Cailen was too afraid to try it. So naturally, Cailen just had to prove him wrong.William had already done his, falling over on his first attempt but succeeding in staying up for about five seconds on his second try. William looked smug when he planted his feet on the ground, insisting that Cailen couldn't possibly do better and waiting impatiently for him to gather the courage to try.The thing was that he didn't want William to think he was boring and no fun.He wanted William to keep liking him and wanting to play with him because he liked playing with William. He knew it was stupid to get so attached when he'd probably be sent back at any moment but Cailen couldn't help himself.He just kind of enjoys being William’s big brother. He didn't know how because really, they did