She was happy. It was like she just finished a Nancy Drew book. It felt like she had solved a mystery. A mystery she had waited so long to solve. She waived goodbye to Sam's mother and walked into the house.
"Kassie's social worker stopped by today." Tif said out loud, she was standing in the corner of the kitchen. "They're gonna take you two away, but don't worry I'll make sure you two don't get placed in the same home. She's so annoying. Complaining about how horrible her life is and shit. Oh and you, I'll make sure Rob has a chance to get to you before you leave. Trust me he's amazing in bed." She walked closer to Camie.
"I'll probably help him. Ya know take a few pictures." Camie backed up against the wall. "Why are you doing this to me?" She didn't answer her question, she walked closer instead and ran her fake nail against Camie's cheek. She pressed hard and it scratched her. Camie flinched but Tif keep going.
"Rob's gonna be home soon, you should probably go get ready for him." "I'm not a toy for you people to play with." "You may not be a toy but you're also nothing. Nobody loves you, everyone you loved died. I know why, you're so hard to be around."
Camie ran to their bedroom. She picked up the gun Rob keep by his pillow and held it to her head. Tif walked into the room."Go ahead. I don't give two shits about you. No one does, no one loves you. Not even Kassie, you say that she's your family. If she was your family then where is she now? Huh?"
She couldn't handle it anymore. No one loved her. Tif was right. Camie shut her eyes and held onto the gun harder.
Kassie walked home slowly, she didn't want to get there too soon. Camie might still be at Sam's house, she usually stayed over there late. She walked around the same block for almost two hours. Camie had to be home by now.
Kassie started to walk faster now, she was halfway home when she heard a loud sound. She ran faster, it came from her house. Camie. Camie please be okay. Please. Camie. She ran in the front door. She wandered down the hall. She looked everywhere. Downstairs, in the kitchen, the living room, Camie's bedroom...
The last place she checked was Rob and Tif's bedroom. Everywhere was red. Fuck. Camie.
Kassie fell onto the floor and held Camie's head in her lap. She couldn't focus on anything except for Camie. Blood. There was a gun in Camie's hand.
This was all her fault. She should have made her talk more. She should have made her get it all out. She should have... "Kassie." Tif. She screamed. Kassie screamed at her, she did this. She let Camie kill herself. Tif was here with her and she let her take the gun.
Kassie started to sob. She hated this home. These abusive foster parents that took away the only family she had. There was a bullet in the head of the only family she had left. Why. Camie...
