Blind!FrancexAbused!Child!Reader pt.13

"Who could that be?" 

I answered. 

"Arthur?" 

"I hope so." 

I was right, it was Arthur. He had a big smile on his face.

"Mmm...smells delicious! Got any room for one more?" 

I looked up at Francis. 

"Do we?" 

He laughed.

"Of course we do, Arthur can help you with the eggs!" 

"I can do it all by myself!" 

Arthur patted my head. 

"Yes, love, but as the Beatles sang, 'I get by with a little help from my friends'!" 

He was right. I moved over a little so he could help me beat the eggs. Everything was going good so far....

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Breakfast was great! 

We all had a good time, we told funny stories. 

Arthur whipped out a sheet of paper. 

"Lookie at what I got!" 

Francis shrugged.

"Arthur....I can't see what you're holding..." 

"Oh yeah, sorry Francis." 

"It's alright,my friend!" 

I cut in. 

"What is it, Arthur?" 

"These are the adoption papers. I went out and got them signed yesterday after we went out to eat." 

Francis and I got excited. 

"Really?! That's great news!" 

Arthur laughed at our enthusiasm. 

"Now...to finish the job..." 

He got up and walked over to the phone. We watched as he picked it up and started to dial a number. Then he put the phone to his ear and waited for someone to answer which wasn't very  long. 

"Yes, I would like to report child abuse." 

"...." 

"No the child isn't present at the house at the moment...."

"..."

"She's my niece..." 

"...."

"The parents are still there. Their address is [address]." 

"...."

"Yes...thank you." 

He hung up and looked at us.

"What did you do?" 

"I called the cops, Francis. You didn't think that I wouldn't report them to the authorities, did you? No. They abused [r/n]...they could've seriously hurt her or worse...and I'm not going to let them get away with it." 

He started to stroke my cheek. I felt good. 

I leaned in on him. Maybe this could be the start of something new....

-Timeskip-

There was yet another knock at the door. Arthur went to open it. 

It was two police officers. 

"Oh, hello, officers." 

They saw me in the doorway. Then they started to walk into the house. 

Arthur was confused. 

"What are you doing?" 

One of the cops said, "There she is." 

He grabbed me. I started to scream and yell for them to put me down. Arthur and Francis were panicking now.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! PUT HER DOWN!" 

One cop turned around and asked Arthur:

"Sir, were you the one that made the child abuse call?" 

"Why yes, but I don't--" 

The cop held his hand up. 

"Sir, since you made that call, we have to take the said child to a foster home until you either get adoption papers and show them to a judge, or another family comes and takes her." 

Francis screamed, "WHAT?! NO! SHE'S FINE HERE!!!" 

Arthur looked so sad. He held back his tears. 

"Francis! They have a point...we have to schedule a meeting with the judge, show them our papers..we'll get her back.." 

Francis was crying. The cops realized that it was too hard for them to watch so they started to walk out of the house and to their cop car, with me in tow.

"NO! PUT ME DOWN! FRANCIS! FRANCIS!!!!" 

"[R/N]!!!"