AN: hey guys so this is my second story, and it starts off pretty sad but don't worry it gets better :D. hope you enjoy it!

p.s. the little girl in the picture is supposed to be sophia to give you a visual

3 Months. 2 weeks. 6 days. 14 hours. 38 minutes. And counting…

My parents died on March 2nd, a week before my 18th birthday. It's still hard to talk about their deaths. People try to get me to talk about it, it open up, but I just can't. So until then I'll be all alone.

Everything they owned became mine. Since I was only a week away from becoming a legal adult they put me one this plan to where I would get money every week to help me pay for necessities. Then when I turn 21 I get the rest.

The bell rings, making me jump. I gather my things and head to my locker, when I get a text from Rachel.

Don't forget glee club meeting after school. I would be delighted to see you there.

I put my phone back in my purse and close my locker realizing that I don't need anything. I haven't been to glee in a few weeks. There's no point, because when I do go it's just lady Hummel and man hands arguing over solos. Brittany tries to get me to go but I always dismiss it with stupid lies. I know she knows I'm lying but she just lets me slide. Plus I would just be sitting in the back, wasting an hour of my life with people I hardly like.

I pull up in my driveway and I cringe at the sight in front of me. There, sitting on my front step, a little girl, no older than 5, crying her eyes out.

I quickly get out of the car and make my way over to her, kneeling down so that were the same size.

"Hey sweetie, where are your parents?" I say softly. She looked up at me, revealing her emerald green eyes.

"I don't have none no more."

She then starts crying harder, if that's possible. Not knowing what else to do I pick her up and take her into the house. I walk into the living room and sit her down on the couch. When I sit down next to her she straddles my waist, snaking her slender arms around my neck and begins to cry into my chest. I pull her tighter to my chest and begin to rock her, mumbling sweet nothings into her hair.

I don't know how long we stayed like that, but when I look down I see that she is sound asleep. Not wanting to wake her up I just sit there and watch takes me aback by how much we look alike; her thick black hair falls in waves down her back, her caramel colored skin just a shade lighter than mine. She has to be of Hispanic descent I wonder.

When my eyes start to droop I figured we should go to my bed, seeing as though the position we were in wasn't very comfortable for me.

I stood carefully, not wanting to wake the girl, who subconsciously wrapped her legs around my waist. Smiling to myself I walked upstairs to my room, and laid the child down before crawling into bed myself. My smile grew bigger as she shifted closer to me, completely tangling herself in my arms. I could get use to this.

2 hours later

I stir in bed when I feel light pokes to my face. Opening my eyes to find those captivating emerald ones again. We just stare at each other, until I hear the sheets rustle and see her little hand come up to give me a piece of folded up paper.

The paper read: we can't deal with her anymore. So Sophia is your problem now.

Tear started to form in my eyes as I looked back to find Sophia watching me.

"Sophia I need to ask you a few questions so that I can help you is that ok?" she nods "how old are you?"

"I'm this many!" she exclaims, holding up four fingers, causing me to smile.

"Who wrote that note?" her face faltered before she spoke again.

"My old mami and papi wrote, then my mami put it in my pocket and drove me to your house." She pouted

"Hey, it's okay." I cooed. "You can stay with me okay?"

She beamed excitedly and we both sat up as she crawled into my lap and nervously ringed her hands.

"So… d-does this mean…t-that your m-my new mami?" one look into her pleading eyes and I knew the answer.

"Yes Sophia, i-im your new mami." She squeals in excitement and hugs me tightly, causing me to chuckle. Whoa, a chuckle? I haven't smiled in weeks and now I'm chuckling.

Her stomach starts to grumble and she look at me with wide eyes, giggling, her small hand covering her mouth.

"Looks like someone's hungry, well go grab a bite then go shopping for you some new clothes, okay?" she looked at me with wide eyes.

"We can really go shopping? I was never allowed to go with my old mami." My heart broke a little, how could she have never been shopping?!"

"Of course! But first we need to feel your little tummy!" I said with a light poke to her stomach, then jumped out bed grabbing Sophia and headed down stairs to the front door.

Once we ate found ourselves at target. The store was pretty packed so I made sure she held my hand.

We were trying to find a car seat when we walked past the toy section, she screamed and took off running towards all the toys. In an instant I took off after her, "Sophia!" I exclaimed grabbing her and resting her on my hip.

"Sophia." I took a deep breath, "you can't run off like that, you scared mami." She looked down at the floor pouting.

"I'm sowwy m-mami." She looked into my eyes and I felt as though a dam full of tears would burst if I didn't do something.

"Hey, baby it's okay you're not in trouble. Mami just didn't want to lose you." I cooed whipping her tears." Now how about we go get some toys?" Sophia nodded wildly and laughed as I ran with her in my arms to the toys.

By the time we left the store I had spent well over $300, all including: a car seat, 15 pairs of jeans, 10 pairs of shorts, 5 skirts, about 30 shirts, 3 sundresses, 5 pairs of sneakers, 2 pairs of flip flops, a tank top in every color, as many toys that would fit in the basket, and a blue teddy with a silky blanket attached. Which she wouldn't even let the cashier bag it and instead insisted on carrying it.

When we made it to the house we laid all of her things out in the living room, and she immediately began to play with all of her toys.

After a while of playing and watching cartoons, I looked down at my phone and noticed its 8:45. It's getting pretty late, I should probably put her to bed now. When she yawns next to me I know she's probably tired.

"Do you want to go to bed?" I know I should have told her it's time for bed rather than asking her, but when she replies with a nod and extend her arms to be picked it, I guess its okay.

I walk upstairs with Sophia in my arms and head to the guest room.

Once we enter I lay her down and tuck her into bed, give her a light kiss on her forehead and whisper goodnight.

I exit the room, leaving the door cracked and the hall light on incase she's afraid of the dark, before I go to my room and settle into bed.

I'm almost asleep when I register my bedroom light turning on. O look around frantically before my eyes land on Sophia clutching the teddy-blanket, that she now calls her material. But what makes my jump up is seeing her puffy red eyes and silent tears falling down her cheeks.

Sniff, sniff "mami I had a might mare." Sniff.

"Awl, baby come here." I coo moving to pick her up and turn the light off. We get into my bed and once I tell her she can sleep with me. She nods and then makes herself comfortable in my arms with her head on my chest.

"I love you mami." She mumbles into my chest, causing me to plant a goofy grin on my face.

"I love you too baby girl." She smiles, only still have awake and moves to kiss my cheek.

Yeah, I could get use to this.

AN: also a lot of things that I write have meaning, like Sophia's material (teddy-blanket) I had one when I was little. And may or may not still have it ;).

Also my great grandfather died on March 2nd ,that was for him.

So if u ever wonder why something's are the way they are, I might just have a specific reason, so just ask.

So tell me what you think and if I should continue.