Foster Girl

Chapter 12

I could feel my pulse quickening by the second and my heart beating heavily against my chest. Did Miss Brown just say my mother's case was being opened again?I thought immediately. Not when everything was fine, I thought again.

"S-Shay?" Miss Brown looked at me again this time worried by my response to the simple statement she just said. Snapping back to reality immediately I responded to her with as much strength and liability my voice could give off at a time like this.

Swallowing what felt like bile rising to the back of my throat I choked before talking again "tell me more about this" I said surprisingly normal. She ushered me to the couch before sitting down on the fat arm of it.

Well she began "since it has been over four years that she has been in jail and the sentence last for seven years sometimes the date may be pushed back especially if the inmate is on good behavior" she said "that's it!" I exclaimed angrily.

"Well,yes that's part of it but there are other legal matters in it that you wouldn't understand therefore, I didn't bother to explain them to you" she told me. "Okay," I choked out and by now my eyes were glossed with tears begging to come out and the region from my neck upwards beginning to burn intensely.

This happened whenever I was hurt,angry,or on the verge of crying or having a mental breakdown. At this point all four of those things could be why I was burning. Miss Brown just gazed at me with concern while something flashed in her eyes before quickly covering it up.

I'd known that look all too well, pity. She was pitying me and it was more than obvious but you could see she was trying hard to not even show an ounce. It was as if she wanted to but knew she couldn't because I'd only feel worse.

"I know this is a lot to handle,especially over such short notice and all but trust me I know what your going through and if you need to talk to me at any time you know where to find me. Okay?" She questioned "okay" I assured her giving her a small smile with it.

But do you want to know how I truly feel inside? Like my whole world is slowly crashing down again and there's absolutely no one left to save me. No one. "I'll inform you more about this as soon as I get more information Shay" she said "okay,thanks" I muttered back at her and just like that she spun on her heal leaving me alone to think.

Your probably saying why is Shay not happy her mother is leaving jail? Right? Well, if you really want to know why I resent said she - beast read the following about why I could never possibly have any respect for it anymore because of what it had done to me.

You know how you have the standard family which consist of the working class husband, a qualified professional experience mother, a child or children? At one point in my life before I was jumping from place to place I'd call a home I had that. A family. That was until the incident occurred that pulled my life upside down.

About five years ago I was your average 11 years old girl. I went to school, did my homework, played a sport, got good grades at school and overall I was genuinely an introvert who was happy with all she had. I was never poor either or in need of anything whatsoever. My parents made sure I had everything that I needed so that I didn't have to go and ask someone else for it.

We were a very proud family. With both my dad and mum working steady jobs and earning a good weekly income. I had no worries and was never deprived of anything especially food. Back then I was extremely fat as well.

Being at home by myself most of the time and being an only child sometimes takes it's toll on you and my method of dealing with being lonely was to basically eat. I used to eat uncontrollably for my age. The neighbors checked on me whenever I was home alone and when my parents were out of town on business they hired a housekeeper to stay.