lisa ann walter adopts you

part 8

*fast forwarding to a week later lol*
i'm officially not allowed to stay with my parents anymore. my mom got released the day of , but my dad is arrested for the next 5 years.
lisa is officially registered to foster me, and i hope maybe she'll adopt me, but i guess i shouldn't get my hopes up too high.
today i move in with lisa. i feel like i'm the luckiest person in the world. i mean, how many abused kids get to casually get rescued by chessy , melissa schemmenti , and just lisa ann walter in general. kind of iconic, if you ask me. me and lisa and the rest of the cast in general have been bonding a TON since my first day. even though i only get 2 or 3 scenes in each episode , watching the cast act is the most fun thing in the world. and an amazing distraction. they all have so much chemistry .
i've still not been eating, even though i'm being rescued.
with hollywood, it feels like a safety net that i can always land on. the cast has seemed to give me a few concerning looks here and there when i feel the most tired or faint, but otherwise they're being careful about it. i guess because they're actors, they sort of understand .
at the end of the day, it's a monday again. it's officially been a week of me being on set.
lisa comes up to me, smiling. "okay , honey, it's time for us to go!"
"are you ready?"
"yes! i'm as ready as i'll ever be."
"perfect ! cmon , let's go. we'll go clothes shopping for you first, before we go home, if that's okay. i want to make sure you have plenty of things that make you feel good. plus, i wanna spoil you while i have the opportunity."
"okay ; we can go wherever you want, but you really don't have to take me shopping. i don't want to be a burden."
"it's okay, love. i wanna take care of you."
we go to target and we try on a ton of dresses , jackets , cardigans , skirts , everything. it's a lot of fun, i haven't gone shopping in a long time because of money. i don't even really have time to be insecure because she makes me so happy.
by the time we're done shopping, lisa asks if i want to get something to eat . i want to panic because i don't want anything. i really don't.
i say no , im not hungry, but she can get something.
she looks disappointed, and starts telling me about her experience with an eating disorder, and how she talked about it in her book to the whole world. she says she understands but that i need to try my hardest to take care of myself and to eat. she's worried about me.
i want to stop talking about this , before i start crying. i want to get better for her . but i'm scared.