Shattered

Chapter 4

Kayla's POV

Mrs. Rowland (Hunter, Brandon, and Ashton's Mom) and Mrs. Gina called me into the interview room.
I walked/ limped over to the door considering I'm still sore from my beating. I opened the door and sat in the chair that I have sat in only 4 other times. Then the questions started to flow in.
"What's your favorite color"
"Blue"
"Favorite food"
"Mac and cheese"
"Allergies"
Asthma and seeds"
"Fears "
"Death and oblivion"
"Are you suicidal"
"Yes every moment of everyday"
"Are you bullied"
"Yes"
"Since when"
"5th grade"
"Do you cut"
"Yes often"
"Ever tried to commit suicide"
"3 times"
"Why are you in the orphanage?"

Here we go.

"When I was 4 my parents always got drunk and beat me. My mom overdosed and died and me and my brother were stuck with my dad. He got drunk every night came home beat my older brother then beat me. They took us away when my father- ummm he killed my brother and was about to kill me when the police shot him down." I said quickly, but by the end I was balling my eyes out, so was Mrs. Rowland, Mrs. Gina (surprisingly), and I noticed that Hunter, Brandon, and Ashton had snuck in and they had been crying too.

"I'm pretty sure we don't need to think anymore." Mrs. Rowland said, but interrupted her.
"Excuse me, but ummm where do you live?" I asked hoping it would be far away from here.
"Oh we live just a couple streets down so you would still go to the same school," she said smiling at me.
This information made me want to cry until I could not feel anything.
One single tear slid down my face.

"Honey don't cry we will visit the orphanage as many times as you want," she said looking at Mrs. Gina with a sympathetic gleam in her eye.

I was told to go and pack up my things even though she never actually said she wanted me, but I'll take it.
After everything was packed up Hunter came to take me to the car.
"So what's up foster sista?" he asked in a weird accent so I laughed at him.
"Nothin much how about you bro?" I said in the same weird way. Brandon walked by us and gave us a disapproving look.
"We're leaving now come on weirdos," he said rolling his eyes while chuckling.
I got into their blue mini van and we were off. I plugged in my ear buds and listened to my favorite artist Melanie Martinez.
Pity Party came on and brought back some bad memories.

*Flashback 5 years*
It was my 8th birthday and I was waiting for all of my friend that I invited to show up to Chucky Cheeses which is where my birthday party was.

20 Minutes later still no one.

1 1/2 hours pass still no one.

3 hours go by and Mrs. Gina took me home with a sympathetic look on her face.
Guess i'll just throw myself a pity party.

*End of Flashback*

That sympathetic look in Mrs. Gina's eyes that day was the same look that Mrs Rowland gave Mrs. Gina when I was crying during the interview.

*Skip Car Ride*

We pulled up to this gigantic house. 3 stories, pool, trampoline, and huge backyard. We walked in and Mrs. Rowland told Hunter to bring me up to my room.
"Thank you for taking me in Mrs. Rowland," I said while walking towards the spiral staircase.
"You welcome honey and please it's Christine," she replied while shooing us up the stairs.
I had my small duffle bag in my hand that held all of my belongings.
Hunter opened the door to my room and let me tell you, It was monumental. walk in closet, full sized bathroom, two dressers, full lengthed mirror, and a queen sized bed!
White furniture, bluish gray walks, shower and bath tub and two sinks.

Don't even get me started on the walk in closet. I have about 16 items of clothing and about 160 items can fit in this colossal place.
I couldn't believe it was all for me. I was in denial.

This room was meant for a queen, which isn't me.