The taxi pulls up at my house and I race to the door, which is answered by my foster mum Jess. She wasn't her happy normal self. I packed all my essentials and dragged my bag to the door before going to see Jess who was on the computer on Facebook I went to the bathroom with my make up bag. I put on black eyeliner and black mascara and that was it, to be honest I had a perfect face but I was still ugly. "Jess I'm going now, um good bye I guess", I said trying to get her attention. She didn't turn around she just waved and continued scrolling, "well fuck you too" I said storming to the door
Next thing I know I arrived at the once white now a faded yellow airport, I tried to pull my huge bag out of the car but it was so heavy it fell and smashed onto my foot my dad came over giggling at my failed attempt, as he helped me along he kissed me on the head.
This trip wouldn't be circumscribed by lack of time because I wasn't coming back,I stepped out onto the pavilion with my bags ready to go. My black 1950s styled dress flows in the winter winds as I walk in I hear *bing bong* Napier to Las Angles boarding now "RUN" my Tony called out, running as fast as my legs would take me, which wasn't good because as we got to the tube between the airport and the plane my legs buckled but I didn't want to look stupid so I just held onto the sides of the tube. I was kinda expecting first class but it was still a surprise to me when we got on.
As we were seated I pulled out my phone, quickly putting it onto aeroplane mode then I typed message to _____, I felt kinda bad that I hadn't told him sooner but I'm only telling him now, I only met him this year, although I still should have told him sooner. Letting out a sigh I put my phone off of aeroplane mode and quickly sent the text, one text would do any harm, and I couldn't believe I even got service up there
I started to ponder on why it took Vic so long to get me back into his care, I mean did he not want me until now. He was in the middle of tour and I know my foster parents didn't want me but by law since he's my dad he could have taken me out of foster care at anytime.
(A.N SORRY IF MY CHAPTER ARE SHORT BUT IM WORKING ON THAT AND THEY BOYFRIEND STILL DOESNT HAVE A NAME COMMENT IF YOU HAVE A NAME)
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Darling you'll be okay (vic fuentes is my dad ?!?)
FanficZoe's mother passed away when she was young and she hasn't seen her dad since before then. When her foster parents don't want her anymore will Vic come to the reque ?
