Finding You

What Now?

Scarletts pov

We both sat in the car and I buckled up my seat belt again and turned to see y/n staring at me with the biggest grin.

"You're so happy" I stated the obvious as I reached over and cupped her cheek.

"Ov course I am, I don't have to leave you" she replied making me smile "I mean, unless u want me to leave" she joked as she put a fake frown on her face and turned her head the other way.

"Stop being dramatic" I chuckled and she turned back to me grinning from ear to ear.

"So where to now?" She asked.

"I was thinking, we go give your old home a visit, collect some stuff and go back to the hotel" I said with more of a questioning tone. "Unless you want to stay away from there" I asked.

"No I think its a good idea, I can say my final goodbyes to those asshole who robbed me from my real family"

"Hey, language" I stated giving her a serious look. "But you're right, they are assholes" I added, she laughed at me.

"I also have one thing I can't leave behind"

"And what might that be" I asked

"Umm, its personal..." she whispered.

"That's okay, you don't have to tell me" I said as I grabbed her hand and squeezed it reassuringly.

She told me her address and I typed it into the satnav then I started to drive, occasionally looking over at y/n to see her in a happy daydream.

....

We reach her house and I pull up across the road from it, not bothering to turn of the engine as its a quick pit stop. Plus I'm not leaving the car.

We saw a bunch of police cars swarming the house.

"I- jeeze, i didn't think they'd act this quick" y/n said with sad eyes as she looked at the scene.

"Me neither sweetheart" I said as I also watched the scene. "You wanna go in and get your stuff?" I questioned, looking back at her.

She sighed "Yeah I guess"

I watched as she tried to hold back tears. She slowly unbuckled her seatbelt and got out the car heading to the house. My poor girl, I think it's only just hitting her that the people she's known for her life have lied to her.

It's been a few minutes and I watched as y/n ran back to my car with a box full of stuff. I pointed behind me, signalling to the boot of the car to put her stuff in. She waddled over to it and placed the box inside where I just pointed to. She messed around in the box for a minute before closing the boot door and came and hopped into the seat beside me with a cloth in her hand.

"What's that sweetie" I asked signalling to the wool thing in her hand, it looks old and torn.

"Yeh sooo, you wanna know about me, this is the most embarrassing thing there is to know" she said as she raised the cloth. "It's my blanky. I know I know its childish, but I've had it since I was, well born. I've had a wierd attachment to it since I was little, I don't know why. It brings me comfort sooo I keep it in my drawer safely so no-one can touch it except me when I'm at my lowest time." She looked up at me and her cheeks flushed red with embarrassment.