Foster Kids

6

Victor came out dressed a little different. His walk was more confident and his clothes were more defiant. He had on a white v-neck muscle tee with the same back jeans but white vans. A gold chain hung around his neck, the same watch on him, and he had on diamond stud in his ear. If I didn't no better, which I don't, I say Vic looked mighty sexy. Well maybe cause he does.

"So what's up?"

"I though we could hang for awhile and I wanna get to know you."

"Sure, I know a spot we can hang?"

We took a taxi to a beach front cafe. Vic order us lemonades and house special burgers.

"So what you wanna know? The roamors? The truth?"

"How about you. Know about you."

"Not much to say."

"I know your a foster kid."

Vic's jaw locks and he looks away from me. I hot a soft spot. I try to change the topic but Vic tells me anyway.

"My old man is in a jail far from here, like another country. He was a solider who got framed for a crime I know he didn't do. My mom died when I was seven. My dads parents live in a nursing home. I didn't have a choice but to go into a boys home. I was twelve then. I was passed around from two different homes. One from pity and one from love, sadly, before my last year of middle school, of them moved away and it wasn't pity. I was a good child with perfect grades till then. See the family that pitted me couldn't keep me 24/7, that's why I was passed from two families. So I was given to a new family all together, one who raised weed in a closest and had a strip club in their basement. So that why freshman year I spent in juvie. We got busted and I took some too school, hince the labs blowing up."

"Who do you live with now?"

"An great aunt my social worker found. She moved from New York to North Carolina jus to raise me. She's from my mothers side."

"And what about your dad?"

"We were never close. I lived with one his military buddies brothers in an apartment with five other guys half my life and the other traveling with him. He's getting the death penalty. Lucky their letting him Skype for our graduation. What you care so much to know about me being a foster kid?"

I thought for minute, deciding of I should tell him the truth.

"Don't tell nobody, its nothing I'm proud of but I'm a foster kid."

"Why would u be ashamed? Well besides that foster kids are looked down on."

"My mom had me young, like in high school, I never knew my dad, my moms in jail now for doing a hit and run drunk and I got no other family but my cousins and their step dad but I can't live with them because he's not allowed to be around a female under 18 and my birthday is August 25th, and I lived in the girls foster home since I was six. I'm ashamed cause I was basically raised in one. I never had parents, so no daughter daddy dance. No mommy and me breakfast. No one at my 5th and 8th graduation. I live with five different foster families. Not as bad as u think, they just didn't care, try wanted the money. The one I'm in, I had since freshman year and at least the care to a point."

I take a deep breath as I tell Victor the cold truth.

"Being born was enough reason to not love us. I'm ashamed cause I was never loved. Only four boyfriends out of my whole life time, my first kiss what shit since it was stole from me, and I'm still a virgin. Nobody worth giving myself too."

"Well virgins are sexy and that's understandable about no one to give it up to. And yeah just being born is a good reason to not love us. Our parents were token from us or didn't want us."

Victor kisses my hand, we hear a small sniff from our waiter telling he was listening and get out food.

The air becomes light again as we eat and talking about summer plans, none that we have, the burger, which is amazing, and the possibility of us."

"What happened to your mom by the way?

"She died of drug abuse in prison just last year. I didn't care much, I don't remember her and I wasn't allowed to see her."
"Shame. Well anyway, I got tickets to an grand opening of a new restaurant by the pier tonight. Wanna be my date?"

"Of course Vic."

"Then meet me in the lobby at 7. I'll send a dress up for you."