They were sent to the hospital were they would be cleaned up and fed. no real harm was done to them besides Matt’s black eye, Cynthia’s Tooth missing,the bruise left behind on her cheek, and a couple of scars here and there.
They never spoke a word that night, not even when they passed the stain to get their belongings and a tear rolled down Cynthia’s cheek.
Her throat burned from the bottom to the top. It felt as if someone had shoved a flaming sword of death down it, through her heart and out her stomach.
tomorrow they would be sent to an orphanage.
Cynthia knew how hard it was to get teenagers adopted…she couldn’t imagine how hard it would be to ever possibly get her and her brother the same foster home.
They spent the night at the hospital and woke up at 8:00 the next morning and headed to the orphanage.
“I love you Cynthia. you know that right?” Matt asked in the car.
Cynthia shook her head yes.
“If i could have gotten there sooner I..I would have. I would have stopped him from killing mom. I would have died in her place. I..I’m sorry. This is all my fault Cynthia.” Matt said in a shaken voice and layed his face in his hands.
Cynthia layed her hand on him shoulder.
“It’s not you fault.” she whispered. “It’s mine…I…I’m the one who spilled the coffee….She took the blame.” Cynthia said as tears rolled down her face. “I didn’t mean to… I…” She started to say. Then, Matt hugged her tightly and they cried until they arrived at the orphanage.
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