The Foster

five

I slam my hotel door.

"GOD" I scream and sink onto the floor beginning to sniffle.

My mind flashes back to the day it happened.

I'm laying in my bed reading my copy of to kill a mockingbird. my door swings open, a drunk mom stumbles in the stench of weed coming from her clothes. I swallow and set my book down.

She smirks shuffling her hair and rolling her eyes walking toward me.

"Please mommy not tonight" I say backing away

"What do you mean slut" she says going into my closet. I shake my head as she brings out the belt.

The door swings open "GET ON THE GROUND"

I scream and my mom drops the belt as they put handcuffs on her

"MOM" I yell

"GIVE ME HER" she yells at the cops picking me up.

"YOU ARE UNDER ARREST FOR THE ABUSE OF A MINOR" they scream at her i begin to cry more.

"I will find you" she whispers slurring and they take her away.

I gasp and sit up my tears already wetting my face

I grab my bags and leave.

Running down the road with my bags sagging and bouncing I keep wiping my tears. I look at the crinkled paper Dianne gave me.

9822 Hakiki drive.

I run all the way there my sweat dripping on my forehead. chills run down my spine as I reach the big house.

I knock on the door hesitantly.

I hear shuffles inside as the door slowly opens and I see a woman in her pink robe.

"Hi...how may I help you?" she asks

"I'm Journey Matthews. your new foster." I say as she gasps and a tall man appears behind her.

"Mom who's this" he asks as she has tears glistening in her eyes.

"This- this is Journey"

He smiles as he sticks out his hand and I don't take it

"I'm kian" he says slowly.

Kian's pov

The voice is on as I watch it with my mom and sister Izzy. mom is looking through files and papers preparing for our next foster kid who's coming in two days.

"Mom stop being so crazy" izzy says shoving her mouth with Swedish fish

"I know I know it's just so crazy... were gonna have another family member! Your going to have a new sister"

"Mom she's not going to be my sister" I say annoyed

A knock on the door and it turns my direction toward the hall.

My mom gets up confused as my sister cheers for the winner of a sing off.

I hear talking and get up walking to the door.

I see a gorgeous rebel girl standing at the door with three bags in her hands. she looks out of breath with sweat dripping onto her big pink lips.

I bite my lip and walk up to her and she locks eyes with me as her bleach blonde blue hair blows out of her face. her baby blue big eyes locking with mine.

"Mom who's this" I say tapping her shoulder

"This- this is Journey" I know it's our new foster.