Adopted by "Lizzie" Olsen

07: My Person

1686 Words [I got carried away with Lizzie's rant, I hope it's not overdone]

Y/n's POV:

I honestly thought this process was going to go differently, objects were being thrown, and the house couldn't have been on fire that's how I thought this was going to go. When Lizzie walked out of the house and got to the car I got out to hug her so thankful that she wasn't hurt.

When I realized that I hugged her, I let go and looked at the floor.

She spoke, "It's time for you to get your stuff, let's go inside."

I followed behind her closely not wanting to get trapped in a place I didn't belong. I think Lizzie noticed this caused she reached her hand down to me, I took it and continued walking closer to her side. What I didn't realize was Scar was on my right side. I look like I have woman bodyguards.

Walking into the house I lead Lizzie up the stairs to the closet that I call my room. It has to be a 5x5 room. I don't know much about it I don't spend a lot of time here, and I don't think I've mentioned that I've been kicked out of multiple schools for "bad behavior". So I do online schooling instead which means I have to use the library's computer or James lets me use his for the day for however much homework I have.

I stopped attending online school some time ago. I guess that will change soon.

Upon entering I reached and grabbed my go bag and stuffed my clothes and my hidden picture frame from under the bed. That's a story for another day. Left the room and walked out of the house without a word. Lizzie and Scar followed me around the entire time not speaking a word probably letting me do my own thing.

"I'm free," is all I said before walking out the front door. To be honest, I don't know where I am going, I know I saw Brittany walking around before and I haven't seen any of the other kids, since

My thoughts were interrupted by Scar pulling on my shoulder down the sidewalk. "Are you crazy?" What could she possibly mean? "That lady just... never mind why don't we get in the car, can I take your bag for you."

"No, I'm good thank you," I spoke softly.

"Okay come on little one Lizzie looks like she's ready to go."

"Okay." The looked on Lizzie's says something went down and from what I think Scar was going to say makes me think Ms. Bush put up a fight.

Following Scar I was shitting my pants. I am going to live with Lizzie while Brittany finds me another group home. The car ride was silent, no spoke Lizzie seemed a bit dazed while Scar seemed to be in her head.

I'm tired I honestly just want to go bad to sleep, what's weird is I'm never tired. Maybe this is my mind telling me I'm not safe but I don't care my eyes are closing on me, so I leaned over and put my head on Lizzie's shoulder she wrapped her arm around me, making it more comfortable for me to fall asleep.

{Time Skip 4 hours later}

Waking up twice in one day in unfamiliar places is not something I usually try and do. Although with Lizzie being around I don't care. Waking up in this bed was a lot more comfortable than I thought. Looking over at the nightstand the clock read 7:13 pm.

I slept all day, first at the hospital and then here in this bed which I'm not sure exactly when I got her either.

I wanted to get up and explore where I was, but I'm pretty sure I'm at Lizzie's house. This seemed to be the room I slept in last, or should I stayed in, I didn't sleep. I also didn't want to get disappointed not being in Lizzie's house.

Then again Lizzie shouldn't be able to foster me she doesn't have a license, capable of that, or does she? My thoughts were broken by someone opening the door I didn't dare to look, I just continued to look at the ceiling.