Now at the age of 15, I am stuck in this routine where I get switched from foster home to foster home every month or so. I am currently living with Amber and Jack. Amber had fostered me thinking she could change my life, but she really can't. I have suffered with depression and anxiety ever since I saw what happened to my Mother. It was dreadful, seeing my so called Dad brutally murder her and trying to convince me it was for the best. It wasn't, I grew up thinking she died because she didn't love me, and that she wanted my Father to kill her.
When I was 8, my past foster parents knew that there was something wrong with me, but they thought it was 'growing pains', but of course that was lies. By the age of 10, they took me to the hospital to see what was wrong with me. They told us that I did in fact have anxiety and depression. I managed to cope with it for a couple of years, but when I moved schools, it got a whole lot worse. I got bullied and by the age of 13 I made my first cut. I don't want to remember it, but I do. When, my foster parents found out, they immediately sent me back, I spent a couple of months in the hell hole, until Amber fostered me. It was good, I was the centre of attention until Jack was fostered by her. Of course he acted like the sweet innocent when we were all in the same room, but when we were both left together he would beat me up and threaten me if I told Amber what he done. Now, I hate going to school, I just want to sleep all day, I hate leaving my room in case Jack is there and I just want to give up.
Today is Monday, meaning I have to bother and try and make my appearance look decent. I stopped my alarm clock from ringing 'Polarize' by Twenty One Pilots and stretched my long legs out of my bed. Being a typical British Girl, my room was covered by clothes, posters of their favourite bands on the wall and secret diaries hiding in every drawer. I strided over the band t-shirts that scattered the floor and went inside the bathroom. I undressed myself and turned on the water and stepped inside the shower and washed my long blonde hair. Once I got out I wrapped the towel around my fragile body and went back to my room. I locked the door and went over to my wardrobe and picked out my black ripped jeans and my Panic! at the Disco band t-shirt and put them on my body. Taking my hair out of the wet bun, I sat down at my dressing table and plugged in my hair dryer. I dried my blond hair and put them into two French Plaits. After I finished my hair, I pulled out my makeup bag and applied some concealer to cover my blemishes and some eyeliner and mascara to my eyes. Finishing my look, I grabbed my backpack and made my way downstairs to grab some breakfast. Stepping into the dining room, I could see Amber and Jack sitting down ready to start eating their breakfast, Jack had given me a deadly stare but I just blinked it away.
"Morning Kate ." Amber greeted me with her warming smile.
"Morning." I answered back whilst whispering. We sat down, and started to eat breakfast. I only had a slice of toast because I felt unusually uncomfortable sitting down at the table today, I said goodbye to Amber and ignored Jack and left for school. Let me be honest with you, my school is shit. There is this one group that are the most popular, who rule the school. Yes, I know this sounds cliché, but they do. They would bully the kids who they don't like, including me. They would slam kids into their desks, down stairs and into walls. I would often come home from school with bruises on my ribs from the abuse I take.
Arriving on the school property, people sighed because I came in the same 'emo' tops, but I just kept walking to my first class. I instantly noticed my best friend who is called Jessica and gave her a massive hug. I have know her for only a couple of months, but she is the only person I can trust with all my secrets and she listens to the same music as me, so that's a bonus. We went to our first class, Biology. Urggggg!
"Miss Stobbs and Miss Barlow can you please explain to me why you are late." Miss Osman said, being her usual self, grumpy. We both said sorry and scurried to our seats and pulled out our equipment. Suddenly my phone vibrated and I pulled it out to see it was a text message from Amber.
Amber - get home now! I have some exciting news for you! Xx
Me - okay, is there anything wrong? Xx
Amber - no, just get home! Xx
I put away my phone and raised my hand. Miss Osman skipped my hand, so I started to get even more frustrated.
"Miss Osman, can I pleased be excused?" I yelled. Everyone was taken back by my actions but I didn't care.
"Is there a problem?" she questioned whilst I started to pack my things away.
"Yes, yes there is." I answered and walked out the room. What is so important that Amber needed to take me out of school?
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Adopted by Brendon Urie :: B.U
FanficKate has been sent away from her foster home in England and arrives in LA not expecting to be adopted by her saviour. Brendon Urie.