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"Rest easy, baby. Time will come. Daddy will come and find you. 'Til then, be a good girl for me and behave."

"See? This is why I forbid you to go out in the rain, Madie." Sister Mary Eunice said, "You always get sick so easily."

Madeline frowned, for she does not get sick easily. She just gets sneezes and coughs but that's all. She was not sick.

'Yeah, sure. Keep telling yourself that, Madie.'

She shook her head, but that was bad because it caused her headache to worsen. Stupid head. 

Sister Mary Eunice was wiping her forehead as she lectured the distracted girl, saying that she shouldn't have been playing alone in the rain. But she wasn't playing alone. Sister was supposed to be with her and chase her until she tagged me. That was the rule of Tag.

But no. Nooo. 

She chose to stay here in the orphanage because the other Sisters weren't here, and the kids needed a guardian. Whatever.

She could play by herself if she wanted to. 

Madie sneezed once again, and her head ached because of it. Stupid fever. She wasn't supposed to get sick! She had so many things planned. She was supposed to play and eat and play today.

Ellie, her stuffy, was beside her, helping her get rid of the stupid fever. She wanted to play with her as soon as possible too, so she needed to get well fast.

"Alright, that's it." said Sister "All finished. You rest now, Madie. You don't want to stay sick for tomorrow, do you?"

Tomorrow?

"What is tomorrow, Sister?" Madeline asked, she couldn't remember what's going to happen tomorrow. Was it her birthday? No, she didn't think so. Was it Sister's birthday?

"Silly girl, don't tell me you've forgotten?" she said, a teasing smile on her pretty lips "Margo, Ali, and Jacob are going to be adopted tomorrow."

"Oh."

She smiled and kissed Madie's forehead. She didn't say anything else. Well, she couldn't. There wasn't a point in telling her 'Don't worry, you'll be adopted, too' or 'Someone will pick you'. 

That would be a lie. 

Sister Mary Eunice left the room, smiling at the solemn girl. It was a smile of pity. She knew what Madie was thinking, what she wanted to say.

No one wanted her. Nobody ever did. They thought she was weird and too... childish. People tell her to act like my age, like I'm supposed to be at age 20, but she can't. She couldn't.

And they can't understand.

They were so lucky. Madie wanted to be adopted, too. She wanted to have a family, too. She wanted a mommy or a daddy, too.

But no one ever wanted her.

No one liked her. 

It was lucky that she wasn't thrown out of her home two years ago, when she was 18. They knew that she had no place to go... and that she wouldn't be able to handle the life outside.

Reality was too harsh. Too scary and dark.

Little Madie couldn't handle it.

But she wanted a family, she wanted friends. Or maybe even a daddy who'll take care of her.

She knew what kind of lifestyle she was living in. She was already 20 and still acted like a little girl. 

A previous girl who lived here, Amy, was like just like Madie. But she could be a big girl if she wanted to. Madie couldn't. 

Amy was like her, a little. And she got lucky to have a daddy who wanted her.

She taught Madie all about having a daddy. That's why she wanted one, too. She wanted someone to take care of her, to want her, to love her. She wanted someone who will accept her, wholly. 

And maybe her secrets too.

Madeline blinked, tears were starting to pile up in her eyes and it hurts. She was so jealous of the other kids. She knew she shouldn't be; she should be a good girl and be happy for them. But she wanted what they have, too. She wants love, too.

She looked over at Ellie, eyes watering "I want a daddy, Ellie." she sniffled "I want a daddy."

And then she slept. She was so tired from playing and crying that she didn't bother fighting the sleep, even though it wasn't bedtime yet.

#

"Joder!" [Fuck!]

The angry man's yell made everyone in the room flinch. But they couldn't utter a thing.

'These stupid fools couldn't even do their job right. Hijo de p**a!' [Son of a bitch!]

"Who was it?" he asked, pertaining to the person who saw his men kill of my previous clients. Someone peeped at his business and they were going to get what was coming to them. 

"Who the fuck was it?!" 

No one answered him. They were too scared to even pronounce a single name. 

"D..." one of them, Adon, spoke "D, we don't know who it was."

His name was Dario Espinosa. Famous for his products, illegal businesses, and well, his face.

The headache that was starting to form in his head doubled. Theses idiots didn't do the job properly and had someone to witness, and they don't even know who the fuck it was.

"Then fucking find them." Dario answered, his eyes burning while he looked at them "And this will be the last time... the last fucking time that you mess up, Adon. There won't be a next chance for you."

He nodded slowly, his eyes quivering with fear. They were close, Adon and him, but when it comes to work, a small mess up can result to a bigger one. So no one should ever mess up.

"Larguense." [Get out]

All of them got out of the room and went back to work. Adon and the others knew what they had to do.

Whoever it was, whether they had family or friends, didn't matter. They picked the wrong road to pass and wrong people to see. It may be an accident, or maybe they didn't even see a thing. 

It didn't matter.

They had to find the fucker and do what they were born to do. Kill.