Tara-rose pov
Once I had washed I put on my plain grey top with some dark jeans and a black bummer jacket. I then put up my hair and started packing. 8oclock. Rita my social worker was due in 1 houer.
"Nock nock" dad said nocking on the door. "Come in" I mutterd. "I want you to have something" he told me sitting down passing me a box. "This might seam realy random and i know were not talking at the moment but here's a box of Chloes letters...I know it sounds stupid but...after she visited I read them...they kept me going." he told me passing me them. "Thanks" I mutterd looking down as he sat next to me.
"Theres this aswell" he told me as I looked up and he passed me a pitcher if me him and mum. "I rember this...just after I'd been bullied...you'd been setiond for 3 months" I replyed. "Yer I thought things were getrong better" he awnserd. "They did. It's just better turned into normal and we didn't realise what we had till it was gone" I awnserd biteing my lip as I though of mum. "Your cleaved for a 10 year old. When did you become so mature?" He asked. "I had to be" I awnserd as he wrapped an arm arrounf me. "I'm going to miss you" he said. "So am I but it's for the best" I replyed wrapping my arms tightly around him.
"Sorry" I mutterd in tears. "Hey you've got nothing to apologise about" he said pulling away. "This is all my fault. Now come on, lets get packing" he told me as I nodded.
At 9 on the dot there was a nock on the door. "That be rita" i sighed as dad opend it. I was sat in the living room takeing in everything for the last time. "Tara-rose, we need to do some paper work before you go to your new care home" she said as i nodded.
"First off Tara will be seeing you on controlled visits 6 times a yea-"sorry what!" I snapped. "As your semaingly in danger you won't get many Visits and there be someone with you. Also if he's sections for over a month you won't be able to see him for At least 4 months after" she told me. "If you think it's that serious then why didn't you come last night when it happend!" I snapped "cus we didn't think it was ergent-"IS THIS SOME KINF OF JOKE!" I spat. "Dads can't look after me but I love hi-"Tara-rose leave it. I should if told you" das mutterd. "You knew" I said slowly sitting down. "I didn't want to tell you cus I knew you'd be upset but it's best for you" he awnserd. "I don't want to go" I said hugging him tightly. "I'm sorry but your going to have to go" Rita said. "Be brave" he wisperd in my ear as I walked out, tears in my eyes.
"Now it's not ideal as you know Mike but yiur be going to ashdeen ridge but were be reviewing the situation after a month as, like i said it's not ideal"she replyed.
I guess that was one positive.I'd seen Mike a fur times when mum had bumped into him and of course at the funeral. He seemed nice. As the car pulled off the drive i looked though the window and waved good bye to my dad who was stood next to the living room wavering me off as i sat in tears. I wanted mum back. More then anything. More then ever.
