Daisy. That's all they know her as. No last name, no nicknames. Just Daisy. Spending her life running from police, it ends up with her in hospital. There, she meets Carlisle Cullen who agrees to Foster her. It was only supposed to be temporary, unti...
When I wake up, I'm in the back of an ambulance. Its blury and bright but I can feel the movement of the vehicle and the paramedics uniform is vivid. An oxygen mask is on my face as I try to take it off. Every sound around me makes me feel like I'm drowning, underwater, can hear the noise but can't make out the words. Soon enough, it goes dark again because I am simply too tired to hang on
I awake shortly after lay in a hospital bed. I'm in a hospital gown, an iv drip attached to me and a hospital band. I look down and see my arm is in plaster
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"Fuck sake" I mumble using my good hands to rub my eyes and adjust to everything around me. I have my own room (no doubt with police guarding the door to make sure I don't escape). It is still daylight outside and since I got ran over after tea, I assume it must be the next morning. I've broke my arm before and its definetly an hourly process in which it would've gone dark already.
As I'm looking at my cast, the door opens and in walks some doctor guy and the woman I despise with everything in me. Mrs Baker. Fuck my life. Mrs Baker is an interesting woman. She acts all nice and kind and says she wants the best for me, but it's not true at all. She's constantly putting me in homes and school, not letting me live a life alone, it's pure evil in my opinion. Why can't she just butt out of my life and let me live without an adult? Parents are overrated anyway so what's the big deal?
"Hello Daisy, I'm glad you're safe, had us all worried when you ran away from Mr and Mrs cartwright" she tells me. Mr and Mrs cartwright were the most recent Foster parents which I ran from. They never abused me or anything, its not like that. I just don't want parents, and they were too nice, treated me like one of their own, yuck!
"I'm dr Carlisle cullen. Its a pleasure to meet you awake. Is it alright if I do a few tests? Nothing painful I promise. Just to check the accident hasn't damages your vision or hearing" I don't reply and just shrug my shoulders
"You have every right to say no. But a verbal answer would be very helpful Daisy"
"Fine. Do what you want. I don't care" i say rolling my eyes at him. First, he takes my temperature. Then he uses some weird device to take a picture of the back of my eyes whilst I read some letters. He then does a hearing check
"Perfect vision and hearing. Passed the test" never heard those words before.
"I'll let you two discuss anything you may need and when you're done Mrs Baker, please let a member of staff know and we'll send a female nurse in to do some joint movement checks" Dr cullen says before leaving
"Why did you run off Daisy? The couple were so worried they'd upset you" I just shrug at her
"It isn't safe. Youve been gone for a month. What happens if you are kidnapped, or raped?"
"Then I kill myself and haunt their ass" i smirk
"This isn't a joke Daisy. Mrs and Mr cartwright no longer want to Foster you. We're running out of options. If you keep running away, then eventually It won't be up to me, and the court will send you to a group home. You are fully aware that they are worse than Foster homes. I don't want that to happen to you because I care about you"
"You care about me because I'm your client. You are payed to care. Anyway, maybe if you didn't keep finding me, then the court won't have to send me to a group home. I can live my life away from the fucking cops, live my life in fucking peace and ill enjoy every fucking second" I tell her raising my voice slightly
"I've been given a chance, youve been given a chance. The court have agreed, 1 more Foster home, 1 more shot at having a family before they send you to a group home for good. You won't be allowed to be fostered because they won't see you as mentally ready and you'll live the next 2 years in the same building with no proper family. Of course, you could also go to a Foster home and try your hardest to stay there. You don't have to be adopted or anything, if the contract is up then you can go to another Foster home. But if you run away then it is the end and I won't be able to help you. What do you say? One more shot?" She looks at me hopeful
"Fine. But if I don't like them, then I'll run away. And if you find me, I will kill myself because I'd rather die than go back to that fucking group home" I mutter angrily
"Thank you Daisy. I appreciate the effort. And in the meantime, I am doing everything in my power to change the system. Children shouldn't be scared of a place that is meant to protect them" she nods to me as validation that she's said her peace before leaving
Carlisle pov
I'm sat in my office when there is a knock on the door
"Come in" it is Mrs Baker who walks in and takes a seat
"Hello Mr cullen-"
"Please call me Carlisle. What can I do for you?" I ask
"As I'm sure you're aware, Daisy doesn't have a family. She runs away constantly, hates the idea of family. But I think deep down, she actually hates the idea of getting attached, finding people she thinks are family and getting betrayed. She's been given a chance by the court for one more Foster home before they give up on her, I am begging you, take her in. I know she seems difficult, but I can't give up on that girl and I know you won't either. She's so lovable and funny, although she doesn't try to be. But Daisy deserves a home and I believe you can give her that. Please Carlisle, she would benefit from your family and your experience" I certainly didn't expect that
"I shall think about it Mrs Baker. Speak to my family and see what they say. I'm sure she is a lovely girl, but there's some stuff that needs sorting out"
"Of course, I should go now but here's my number, please stay in touch" she leaves me a card and then quickly leaves whilst I sit in my chair and think. That girl deserves a home. I have a home. But she's alot younger than most I adopt, and she's human. Would we tell her about us? Would we cover it? Would she be scared? Become one of us? What about food? Won't she realise we aren't eating with her? There were so many questions and problems yet undeneath, I knew that I wanted to give that poor child a chance at trusting, give her a reason to believe in the prospect of family. I just wasn't sure
