Why did you adopt me?!

It wasn’t a normal evening at all, Eliana was dressed formally even though it was just a dinner with her family. Her hair was open yet nicely styled; she wore a purple top, paired with a black mini shirt which had a slit on the thigh. She was wearing a long brown jacket over it, and had paired it with brown boots, which she had removed after arriving at the dinner. 

She was sitting straight, not even daring to breathe loudly around them. She didn’t want them to be more disappointed in her but knew it was too late already, no matter what she did they wouldn’t ever be satisfied. They won’t ever praise her for anything or even show a little sign that they loved her. It felt suffocating to be with them even though she had lived with them for years. 

Her mother, Julia, wore a silk dress and was focusing only on her son. Her father, Owen, dressed in a black suit as always, was eating quietly. He had not even looked at her once since she had arrived. Her elder brother, Robert, dressed formally just to show his father he was a good son, was just enjoying the show. He loved to see her suffer and put her in a difficult situation in front of the father.

"You didn't even bother to come back once after leaving this house?" Owen finally spoke up. Eliana froze on hearing those words; she could sense that he was disappointed in her as he refused to look at her in the eyes. None of them knew about her powers and if she did tell them, they’d say she was mad and find another way to get rid or her. They might even send her to a rehab or something.

"She's a little too busy, dad," Robert spoke up before she could. "You know how it is, the youngsters want to enjoy their life to the fullest. And I have got to know that she spends most of her time drinking in bars." He smirked cunningly as once again he was making her look bad in front of the parents.  

Eliana hated this. Her brother shamelessly framed her again. She clenched her fingers around the fork that she was holding. She was tired of this, these taunts and arguments. This wasn’t how a family was supposed to be. Why did they even call her when they had to treat her this way? They were never gonna praise her so why even bother keeping up to their expectations. 

"I thought you didn't want me to come back…" She finally spoke up. It was the limit, with everything going on in her life, she didn’t want things to just happen and ruin her. 

"Why... did you think so?" Her father looked at her in confusion. Her brother and mother, on the other hand, exchanged nervous glances. She had never talked like this, not to her father especially.

"You know, after you threw me out of this house, you'd not want me to come back, right?" She said in a sarcastic tone. They all were shocked to see her like that. She was rebelling in front of her father for the first time.  

"Eliana, behave!" Her mother gave her a stern look. 

"Oh please," Eliana scoffed. "You worked the most to make that happen. You wanted your son to own everything. Isn’t that why you treated me like a maid since childhood? Beating when you felt frustrated, making me do all your work and letting me freeze outside in the snow."

"Eliana, stop!" Her father shouted at her. She stopped at once as she respected him the most. But there was a gap between the two that could never be fulfilled again.

"Don't forget that you're adopted so we can throw you out anytime we want. " Julia reminded her. Eliana smiled faintly on hearing that.

“Yeah…” She said and forced a smile. 

She was an adopted child. Robert wasn't as excellent as a child, which made Oliver anxious. He was always afraid that he won't be able to inherit the family business, therefore, he adopted a girl. Hoping that she would be his heir and also a key to join hands with some other rich businessmen. But little did he know that he was just ruining the girl's life by giving her to the cruel mother. She was bullied by the son and mother’s duo. In the end, they succeeded and threw her out of the house and took over every bit of her property.

"Then why the hell did you adopt me in the first place? To torture me and use me to vent your frustration? I was better off in that orphanage, at least I wouldn’t have suffered so many mental disorders that way.." She finally said it. The thing she had been hiding for years, ever since her first visit to the therapist at the age of 13. And she said it while looking coldly in her father's eyes, making him fear her and realize all his mistakes within seconds.

She smiled as she saw her father lower his head slowly and got out of the chair. She turned around and walked away from them. 

In an instant, Owen realized how big of a mistake he had committed. He started regretting not focussing on her life and leaving her alone to deal with everything.

“Get out of here bitch!”

“No one wanted you here, to begin with.” 

She was hearing their thoughts again even when she didn’t want to.

“What have I done to this poor child?” Her heart sank on hearing her father’s thoughts. She wanted to hug him and tell him that it wasn’t his mistake, he was manipulated by the other two beside him. But even she knew that it was a little too late to regret these things. 

She took a deep breath and left the house. She was feeling bad and hurt. Like she was a monster who had ruined everything but at the same time she knew that it was already ruined years ago, there was no way to save this relationship. Still, it felt as if they had ripped a healing wound open, cruelly and painfully.