Adventure -Scarlett Johansson-

Decisions

Scarlett's POV:

It was currently around 9 pm when I pulled into the driveway to our home. Sighing I switched off the engine and turned around to see my little girl sleeping soundly in the backseat. Climbing out of the car I unbuckled her and scooped her up in my arms, carrying her inside. As I opened the door, I was greeted by Colin who walked over to me and smiled at Rose. "Should I put her to bed?", he whispered, and I just shook my head. "I'll do it don't worry." 

I carried Rose upstairs dressed her in comfy pyjamas and tucked her in without waking her. Leaning down to kiss her forehead I saw her smile, showing she was awake or at least not fully asleep. "Silly girl", I nuzzled her nose with mine, making her giggle breaking her sleeping act. I said goodnight to her and left Rose's room.

Once I was changed in my own pyjamas, I walked downstairs grabbing a yogurt and sitting next to Colin on the couch, leaning my head on his shoulder. Today was very eventful, not that I mind but it felt like all my energy was drained from my body. "How was the girls trip?", my husband asked, and I sighed. "Let's say our little shopping tour took a surprising turn of events", Colin raised an eyebrow and waited for me to explain. 

"You remember the girl I told you about, the one I picked up in front of the convention building?", he nodded looking at me with a frown. "Long story short I met her again today... she had lost her aunt in the mall and was stressing out because she wouldn't answer the phone. so, I offered her to come and get ice cream with me and Rose. The two were getting along surprisingly well. I hadn't expected Mila to connect so quickly with Rose, but when I saw them playing tag and hide and seek on the playground it was the sweetest thing ever! The reason why we were home later than planned was because Mila's aunt told her to catch the bus back home and so I decided to give her a lift. I ended up cooking dinner for the three of us and we watched a movie.", I told him, leaving a few details like the panic attack or the girls outburst. 

"We also called the children services and reported her aunt, she will be given into foster care over the next few weeks.", Colin was silent for a moment. "That really sound like an adventurous day you and Rose had. As for the girl, she is now in good hands, so everything is good, right?", he asked and I nodded against his shoulder, starring in the distance. "I suppose, yes" "Then why do you still looked troubled?", he asked turning to me. 

The truth is I didn't know. On my way home the thought of taking Mila in my care crossed my mind multiple times, and since then it wouldn't leave me alone. But I was scared. I didn't even want to say the thought out loud, not wanting to face the reality that it probably wasn't possible. There were multiple reasons why, well actually just one. the fact that I'm a celebrity. I couldn't imagine the number of questions and stress, not only for me but also for her if I would decide to foster her. And then there was also the question if she would even want to live with me, Colin and Rose for a year. I may have brushed the girls' hurtful words of me being just some 'random stranger' to her off at that moment, but in reality I couldn't help but replay her words in my head every time I thought about fostering her.

I got pulled out of my thoughts when I looked at my husband who was eyeing me with a concerned look. Taking a deep breath, I decided to just get it off my chest. "It's just, I've grown to like her and seeing her getting along with Rose made me question whether I could foster her. I know it's stupid because-" "Why not?" That caught me off guard. "What?" "Why not?", he repeated. "I don't see a problem, why you couldn't foster the girl... if that's what you want, I'm more than happy to take her in. and from how you described it I'm sure Rose would be thrilled to have a big sister."

I still couldn't believe what I just heard. I had expected him to try to convince me the let the thought go, but here he was, supporting my idea of fostering the teen. I opened my mouth to contradict him, but he cut me off before I could even say anything. "If you are worrying about the paparazzi and the media, I can assure you there is always a solution. so, if you really want to foster the girl I'll support your decision."

In moments like this I was reminded how lucky I am to be married to a man like him,  the fact that he still encourages me to do what I think is right beside the consequences it could have warmed my heart. "But what if she doesn't want to?", I asked insecure, and he pulled me into a hug. "You have nothing to lose." I nodded. Colin was right, I had nothing to lose, if she would decline my offer, I could at least say I tried. "I would like to foster her, Colin,." My husband smiled brightly at me and kissed my lips. "Then let's do it..."

The following week I had informed myself about the foster process on the internet and signed up for a course in order to get the permission to foster Mila. Social workers came over to our house to check whether it met the requirements. a week later I had successfully completed the course and was ready to foster a child from the system. I had made an appointment with Mila's social worker the meet up with the teen.

So here I was, sitting in a café where I was supposed to meet the girl again, which had no clue I was the one wanting to foster her. I nervously fiddled with one of my rings, drinking my coffee when I saw two people entering the café. One I immediately recognized as Mila; you couldn't miss her blue hair. She was wearing the same outfit she wore at the con, looking around nervously. I waved them over and Mila frowned when she saw me. Maybe because I was wearing sunglasses in a café. But as soon as she walked closer, I saw her eyes widen in surprise and her jaw dropping. "S-Scarlett?"

Mila's POV:

After Scarlett left me that day my life continued how it was before. well not exactly; the social services informed my parents about my situation which led to a huge argument of my aunt and my parents on the phone, my aunt blamed me for it, saying I was being dramatic, my parents calling me at least once a day asking how I was doing and if my aunt was treating me right, and me meeting my social worker Daniela who introduced me to possible foster families. They were all super nice, but deep down my delusional ass still hoped I would see Scarlett again.

This morning Daniela had called me saying that another family had agreed to foster me and if I wanted to meet them. I thought about it for a moment and decided it wouldn't hurt to do so. Daniela arranged a meeting and picked me up from my aunts driving to a near café. 

I was standing in the entrance my eyes scanning around the place trying to find the person we were supposed to meet. seeing a woman wave from one of the tables in the back, I made my way over to her. She was wearing a cap and sunglasses. weird, I thought. but as soon as I saw the woman from up close, I felt my breath get caught in my throat and my eyes widened: 

"S-Scarlett?"

A/N: Hello my dear readers, this chapter was really fun to write and I think it turned out pretty well. What do you guys think? also I'm sorry for the titles, they're sometimes a bit random. Also I have a rough concept in my head what is going to happen in this story but I'm always open for suggestions.:)

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